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Sing  unto  the  Lord  a  new  (bng,  and  his  praifc  In  the  coi- 
^cgatign  of  faints.  Psaim  cxlix. 

Let  the  inhabitants  of  the  Rock  iing.  Iiaiab  xlii 


Bofton : 

PVBLISHED    BY    MANNING    AND    LORING,    N«.ftj 

eORNHILL, 

1808. 


DlflrlB  of  MaJachttfettSi  to  wit : 

BE  IT  REMEMBERED,  that  on  the  twenty-fccond  day 
©f  January,  in  the  thirty  fecond  year  of  the  independence  of 
the  United  States  of  America,  Mannjng  b"  Loring,  of 
the  faid  diftridl,  have  depofited  in  this  ofBce  the  title  of  a 
Book,  the  right  whereof  they  claim  as  Proprietors,  in  the 
words  following,  to  ivit :  "  f  he  Bofton  Colle«ftion  of  facred 
and  devotional  Hymns :  intended  to  accommodate  Chrif- 

tians  on  fpecial  and  ftated  occafions. Sing  tinto  the  Lord 

a  new  fong,  and  his  praife  in  the  congregation  of  faints. 
Pfal,  cxlix.     Let  the  inhabitants  of  the  Rock  fmg.    Ifa.  xlii." 

In  conformity  to  the  A<9:  of  the  Congrefs  of  the  United 
States,  entitled,  "  An  Ad  for  the  encouragement  of  learn- 
ing, by  fecuring  the  copies  of  maps,  charts,  and  books,  to . 
the  authors  and  proprietors  of  fuch  copies,  during  the  times 
therein  mentioned ; "  and  alfo  to  an  A«St,  entitled,  *'  An  Adk 
fupplementary  to  an  A61,  entitled,  *  An  AA  for  the  encour- 
agement of  learning,  by  fecuring  the  copies  of  maps,  charts, 
and  books,  to  the  authors  and  proprietors  of  fuch  copies, 
during  the  times  therein  mentioned;'  and  extending  the 
benefits  thereof  to  the  arts  of  defigning,  engraving,  and 
etching  hiftorical  and  other  prints." 

WILLIAM  S.  SHAW,  Cleri  of  the  DiJIrl^ 
of  Majfafbuftit:, 


ADVERTISEMENT. 

This  CoUeaiion  of  Hymns  on  Baptifm 
was  compiled  principally  with  a  view  to 
accommodate  the  Baptift  Churches  in 
Bofton  and  its  vicinity,  who  have  long 
defired  fuch  a  colleftion,  for  the  purpofe 
of  finging  at  the  adminiftration  of  that 
ordinance.  The  Jiynins  on  the  Lord*s 
Supper,  and  or  other  fubjedls,  were 
added  as  being  fultable  to  "be  ufed  by 
Chriftians  in  focial  meetings, 


Boston,  > 


Jan.  j8o8. 


A    TABLE 

To  find  any  Hymn  by  the  firjl  line. 


Pags 

AH  !   tell  us  no  more               -  -                 94 

Ah!   whence  that  hollow  groan  -           iji 

Ail  giory  and  praife                -                -  "         "^o 

All  the  converted  train                -  -                 ^^^ 

All  ye  that  pafs  by               -               -  -         9" 

All  you  that  in  the  flood                -  -                5\ 

All  you  that  in  the  facred  flood        -  -                5^ 

Almighty  God  of  truth  and  love        -  -            '23 
Almighty  Love,  infpire  our  fouls  witK  facred  fire      139 

And  canft  thou  then  believe,  my  foul  -             '3^ 

And  did  the  holy  and  the  juft                -  -         .95 

And  fhall  we  be  afliam'd  to  own            -  -         .3| 

Arife,  my   -ove,  my  urdefil'd                -  -            ^^ 

As  birds  their  infant  brood  ^rotccl  -                 112 

As  lambs  among  wolves,  Jetus'  minlfters  go                126 

At  fara'd  Philippi's  riv.^r  fide              -  -            ^7 

Attend,  ye  childrci  of  your  God  -                    39 

BEFORE  Eiiftia's  gate               -  '               %^ 

Behold  I  the  bright  morning  appears  -               «9 

Blefi'd  be  the  Father,  and  his  love  -                 7^ 

Bury'd  in  bapiifm  with  our  Lord             -  -           "5 

By  what  amazing  way§         -              -  "             ^\ 

COME,  all  ye  cholen   faints  of  God  -             105 

Come,  all  ye  humble  fons  of  grace  -                53 

Come,  all  ye  fons  of  grace,  and  view  -            5^ 

Come,  ev'ry  pious  heart                -  -                ^^ 
Come,  friends  and  relations,  let's  join  heart  and  hand     128 

Come,  lowly  fouls,  that  mourn            -  -            47 

Come,  fee  on  bloody  Calvary        -  -                 74 

Come,  welcome  this  new  year  of  grace  -            ^45 

Come,  ye  redeemed  of  the  Lord           -  "            34 

Come,  ye  fiimers,  poor  and  wretched  -             *'^)M 

DEAR  Lord,  and  will  thy   pard'iiing  love        -  3/^ 

Defcend,  celeflial  Dove                -  -                37 

l)o  we  uot  know  that  folemn  word  -^                33 


TABLE    OF    FIRST    LINES. 


FATHER  of  heav'n,  thee  we  addrefs 

From  whence  does  this  union  arife 

GO,  teach  the  nations,  and  baptize 

Great  God,  we  in  thy  courts  appear 

Great  High  Priefl,  we  view  thee  ftooping 

HAIL   the  day  that   kes  him  rife 

Hail,  thou  once  defpifed   Tefus 

Hark !   hark  !   ye  faints,  't'is  Jefus  fpeaks 

Heav'nly  raptures  fill  my  foul 

He  comes !    he  comes  !   the  Jud^  fevere 

He  dies!    the  Friend  of  finners  dies 

Here  at  thy  table,  Lord,   we  meet 

Hope  is  a  grace  divine 

How  can  I  fleep,  when  angels  fing 

gow  great,   how  folemn  is  the   work 

How  rich  and  fovereign  is  the  gaace 

How  tedious  and  taftelefs  the  hours 

Humble  fouls,  who  feek  falvation 

IF  we  would  enter  in 

I  long  for  a  concert  of  heavenly  pralfe 

•In  evil  long  I  took  delight 

In  Jordan's  tide  the  Baptift  (lands 

In  Juda's  dreary  wildernefs 

In  planted  grain  we  view 

In  fuch  a  grave  as  this 

I  fee  the  pleafant  bed 

I  fing  the  reign  of  grace 

JESUS,  and  fhall  it  ever  be        -  - 

Jefus,  I  love  thy  charming  name 

Jefus,  lover  of  my  foul 

Jefus,  mighty  King  in  Zion 

Jefus,  my  all,  to  heav'n  is  gone 

Jefus,  my  Saviour  and  my  King, 

Jefus  I  O  word  divinely  fweet 

Jefus,  the  friend  of  man 

Jefus,  the  man  of  love,  we  fin^ 

Jefus,  thy  blood  and  righteoufnefs 

{efus,  when  faith  with  fixed  eyes 
/ET  each  believer  hear 
Lc*  us  love,  and  fing,  and  wonder 
Lo,  God  is  here  !    let  us  adore 
Lord,  am  I  thine,  entirely  thine 
Lord,  at  thy  table  I  behold 


TABLE    OF    FIRST    LINES. 

Page 

Lor<3,  may  the  meflengers  of  peace  -               28 

Lord  of  abounding  grace                 -         '  -                 13 

NEVER  does  truth  more  (hine            -  -        22 

No  longer  then  will  1  lie  here            -  -             I32 

No  more,  dear  Saviour,  will  I  boaft  -                95 

Now  begin  the  heav'nly  theme            -  -            116 

Now  far  above  thefe  flarry  {kies        -  "77 

Now  let  each  happy  gucft                -  -            I07 

Now  let  our  faith  grow  ftrong,  and  rife"  -            93 

Now,  Lord,  before  we  leave  thy  courts  -                32 

Now,  thou  exalted  Prince  of  Peace  -               29 

O  BRETHREN,  don^t  you  view  him  -         155 

Of  him  who  did  falvation  bring          -  -            J 42 

O  God  of  all  grace                -                -  -         89 

O  how  happy  are  they                -            -  -           40 

O  kind  Redeemer !    in  thy  fide                -  -         60 

On  Jordan  we  would  often  mufe                -  52 

O  fir,  we  would  fee  Jefus                -  -   '             117 

O  tell  me  no  more              - '              -  *          ^44: 

Our  Lord,  when  cloth'd  with  mortal  flefli  43 

O  when  {hall  I  fee  Jefus         ,       -  -               HQ 

O  ye  blood-wafti'd,  ranfem'd  finners  -                 27 

O  ye  immortal  throng        -                -  -             113 

PROCLAIM,  faith  Chrift,  my  wondrous  grace  42 

REPENT  and  be  baptiz'd                -  -             54 

.Ris'n  with  Chrift,  our  glorious  Head  -                48 

Rock  of  Ages,  fteker  me                -  -             109 

SEE  how  the  willing  converts  trace        -        -  33 

See  in  what  place  our  Jefus  lay        -  -               58 

See-  the*  Lord  of  Glory  dying            -  -            <)9 

See  !    the  Lord  to  death  furrenders  -                87 

So  fair  a  face  bedew'd  with  tears            -  -           75 

Soldiers  of  Chrift,  arif.:             -             -  -               146 

Stay,   f^tys  ihe  world,  and  tafle  a  while  -         08 

Stretch'd  on  the  crofs.,  the  Saviour  dies  -             loo 

Such  are  our  God's  appointed  ways  -                53 

T'HAT  was  an  hour  of  deepeft  gloom  -             io« 

The  day  is  pall  and  gone                -            ^    "  149 
The  fields  are  all  white,  and  the  harveft  is  near         125 

The  fountain  of  Chrift;  Lord,  help  us  to  fing  21 

The  fuMncfs  of  time  had'  elaps'd  -                  f,o 

'i  he  great  Redeenaer  we  adore                -  -            3^ 

The  holy  eunuch,  when  baptiz'd            -  -           4^ 

The  Kins  of  Hcav'n  his  tabic  fpreads  -              %• 


TABLE    OF    FIRST    LINES. 

There  is  a  fountain  fiU'd  with  blood                 -  67 

The  facred  body  of  cur  Lord                "            "  45 

The  facred  word  to  man  makes  known            -  111 

The  Saviour,  what  a  noble  flame          -            -  fi6 

The  Sun  of  Righteoufnefs  appears                -  76 

The  voice  of  free  grace  cries,  Efcape  to  the  mountain  130 

This  is  the  feaft  of  heav'nly  wine                -  101 

Thou  dear  Redeemer,  dying  Lamb                -  104 

Though  not  with  mortal  eyes  we  fee                -  91 

Thou  great  incarnate  God                -                -  46 

Thus  it  became  the  Prince  of  Grace             -  31 

Thus  was  the  great  Redeemer  plung'd                -  32 
Thus  we  commemorate  the  day                -            "74 

'Tis  Jefus  doth  fave            -               -                -  3° 

'Tis  Jcfus,  from  the  mercy-feat         -           -  23 
To  Jefus,  oar  exalted  Lord                -                "93 

To  know  that  Chrift  is  mine                -                -  137 

To  our  Redeemer's  glorious  name                -  86 

'Twas  long  by  works  of  righteoufnefs            -  17 

'Twas  the  commiflion  of  our  Lord                 -  15 

WAND'RING  pilgrim.s,  mourning  Chrifiians  13<} 

We  dare  no  longer  ftand                -               ,  3$ 

We  fing  the  Saviour's  love                -                -  107 

What  are  thofe  rays  of  fhining  light                -  66 

What  condefcending  grac6                -                *  59 

Whate'er  to  thee,  our  Lord,  belongs                -  70 

What  heav'nly  Man,  or  lovely  God                - "  73 

When  from  Egyptian  flavery                -           .    •  18 

When  Ifraei's  tribes  were  parch' d  with  tbirft  I04 

When  the  eternal  Son  of  God                -            -  ao 

When  the  old  v;orld  God's  patience  try'd  62 

When  we  baptize,  we  fee  the  mode               -  16 

While  Philip  fcann'd  the  facred  page            -  19 

Who  will  ope  the  iron  gate            -            -  115 

With  plearure,.dear  brethren,  come  let  us  record  129 

With  what  a  meek  and  humble  mind            -  63 
YE  happy  faints,  the  Lamb  adore             -            "49 

Ve  fervanis  of  God,  your  Matter  prockim  121 

Ye  that  pafs  by,  behold  the  man          •            -  79 

Ve  who  the  higheft  joys  would  prove            -  i»2 

e.  wretched,  hungry,  ftarving  poor                -  7^ 

oiir  rock  can  never  fhake              -             •  t4^ 


^gmn0. 


BAPTISM. 

Hymn  i.  h.  m.  burnha.m» 

Invocation  hefor&  immerjion, 

T  ORD  of  abounding  grace, 

Step  from  thy  bending  throne  j 

With  thy  approving  fmiles 

This  inftitution  crown  ; 
in  ftrains  of  rapture  may  we  fmg, 
Whilft  we  confefs  our  Lord  and  King* 

Jordan  we  call  to  mind. 

Where  Jefus  was  baptiz'd  ; 

Where  the  eternal  God 

Proclaimed  himfelf  well  pleased  \ 
Where  brighteft    rays  of  glory  fhone 
Around  the  everlafting  Son. 

Infpir'd  with  love  and  zeal. 

The  grateful  faints  purfue 

Th*  appointed  pdths  oT  God, 

With  Jefus  in  their  view  ! 
They  own  their  Saviour  ftrong  to  faVfl  | 
They  own  him  in  the  watery  gr  ave. 

Now,  Jefus,  come,  and  own 

This  ordinance  of  thine  ; 

O  blefs  thy  waiting  faints 

With  comforts  all  divine  j 
Give  them  a  foul-refrefhing  fight 
Of  the  bleft  realms  of  heavenly  ligkt- 
B 


^f  BAPTISM, 

HYMN  2.    L.  P.  M- 

Chrijl  baptized  in  Jordan. 

K  TN  Joi«dan's  tide  the  Baptift  ftands^ 
Immerfing  the  repentmg  Jews  i 
The  Son  of  Goi^  the  rite  demands, ' 
Kor  dares  the  holy  man  refule ; 
Jesus  defcends  beneath  the  wave. 
The  emblem  of  his  future  grave. 

3  Wonder,  ye  heavens !  your  Maker  lie^ 
In  Jeeps  concpaPd  from  human  view  j 
Ye  faints,  behojd  him  fmk  and  dfe ; 
A  fit  example  this  for  you  : 
The  facred  record,  while  you  read. 
Calls  you  to  imitate. the  deed. 

3  But  16  !  from  yonder  opening  fkies, 
.What  beams  of  dazzling  gloiy  fpread  I 
Dove-like  the  Eternal  Spirit  flies. 
And  lights  on  the  Redeemer's  head  ; 
AmazM  they  fee,  the  power  divine 
Around  the  Saviour'^  temples  jQiine. 

4  But  hark,  my  foul,  hark  and  adore  ! 
What  founds  are  thofe  that  roll  along, 
Not  like  loud  Sinai's  awful  roar, 

But  foft  and  fweet  as  Gabriel's  fong  I 

*«  This  is  my  well-beloved  Son, 

f*  I  fee  well-pleas'd  what  he  hath  done.". 

5  Thus  the  Eternal  Father  fpoke. 
Who  fhakes  creation  with  a  nod  ; 
Through  partin^^  fkies  the  accents  broke> 
And  bid  us  hear  the  Son  of  God  : 

O  hear  the  awful  word  to-day  ; 
Hear,  all  y^  nations,  and  obey  ! 


'  baptism;  ii 

HtMN    S.     L.  M.  Watts. 

Chrlfi^s  commtffton  to  his  mmtjiers, 
'HPWAS  the  commiffioh  of  our  Lord, 

"  Go,  teach  the  liations  and  baptii«. 
The  nations  have  received  the  word 
Since  he  afcended  to  the  fkies. 

"  Repent  and  be  baptized,"  he  faith, 
"  For  the  remiifion  of  your  fins  ;'* 
And  thus  our  fenfe  affifts  our  faith. 
And  fliews  Us  what  his  gofpel  meansi 

Our  fouls  he  wafhes  in  his  blood. 
As  water  makes  the  body  clean  ; 
And  the  good  Spirit  frotti  our  God 
Defcends  like  purifying  rain. 

Thus  we  engage  ourfelves  to  thee. 
Obedient  follow  Chrift  our  Lord  ; 
O  may  the  great  eternal  Three        . 
In  heav'n  our  folemn  vows  record  i     / 


HYMN    4.     CM.  Beddome. 

Morning  before  baptifm  ;  or,  at  the  'water  fide-, 

Pfalm  cxix.  32. 
TJOW  great,  how  folemn  is  the  work, 
^  ^     Which  we  attend  to-day  ! 
Now  for  a  holy,  folemn  frame, 

O  God,  to  thee  we  pray. 
C  may  we  feel,  as  once  we  felt. 

When,  pain'd  and  griev'd  at  heart, 
Tky  kind,  forgiving,  melting  look 
.    Reliev'd  our  every  fmart. 
Let  graces  then  in  exercife 

E^  exercis'd  again  j 


16  BAPTISM, 

And,  nurtur'd  by  celeftial  power, 
In  exercife  remain. 

4  Awake  our  love,  our  fear,  our  hope. 

Wake  fortitude  and  joy  ; 
Vain  world,  be  gone  ;  let  things  Hbov© 
Our  happy  thoughts  employ. 

5  Whilft  thee,  our  Saviour  and  our  God, 

To  all  around  w^e  own. 
Drive  each  rebellious,  rival  luft. 

Each  traitor  from  the  throne. 
€  Inftru<5t  our  minds,  our  wilb  fubdue, 

To  heaven  our  pafllons  raife  ; 
That  hence  our  lives,  our  ^11  may  be 

Devoted  to  thy  praife. 

HYMN     5.       L.  M.  BURNHAM, 

Immerfion  the  appointed  mode, 

1  '\^7'HEN  we  baptize,  we  fee  the  mode 

In  honoured  Jordan's  fwelling  flood  | 
We*re  deaf  to  vain  tradition's  voice  ; 
The  way  Chrifl:  chqfe  becomes  our  choice. 

2  Down  in  the  ftream  they  both  defcend. 
And  John  immersM  the  fmner's  Friend  ; 
Out  of  the  water  (Iraightway  came 
The  church's  Head,  th'  obedient  Lamb.. 

3  The  Baptift  faw  the  heavenly  Dove 
Defcend  from  opening  heavens  above  ; 
And  now  the  Father's  voice  is  heard,  " 
Approving  thus  th*  Incarnate  Word : 

4  "  This,  this  is  my  beloved  Son, 

"  Well  pleas'd  am  I  with  what  he's  donci 

<«  In  ail  things  he  my  will  obeys, 

«  Then  hear  and  truft  wh^te'er  he  f^y^." 


BAPTISMo  .  If 

5  Now,  ye  believing  fouls,  regard 

Th*  example  of  your  glorious  Lord  ;  , 
Walk  in  his  honoured  paths,  and  prove 
How  much  your  fouls  his  precepts  love. 

HYMN  6.     Sevens.  Original. 

The  candidate's  fdliloquy  before  his  immerfiori, 
i  I-IEAVENLY  raptures  fill  myfouli 
'*•   -  While  I  gaze  on  Jefus*  tomb  ; 
There  no  waives  of  trouble  roll. 
In  its  bofom  there  is  room. 

2  Long  I  fought,  but  fought  in  vai% 
How  I  might  evade  his  call. 

Till  at  length  my  will  was  flain^ 
Jefus  now  is  all  in  all. 

3  Precious  fouls,  who  linger  ftill. 
Or  who  wait  for  clearer  lights 
All  that's  wanting  is  a  will, 
Gofpel  truth  is  ihining  bright. 

4  Take  the  Bible,  read  with  care^ 
Heed  no  argument  befide  : 
Follow  Jefus,  live  in  prayer. 
Let  the  Spirit  be  your  guide, 

HYMN   7.    L.  M.       ~       or.ckal. 

Duty  pieafant, 
X  'T'WAS  long  by  works  of  righteoufnefs 
-*-    The  favour  of  the  Lord  1  fought. 
Till,  ftruck  with  force  of  truth  divine. 
My  mind  to  folemn  paufe  was  brought. 
?  The  law  condemn'd  my  foul  to  hell  ; 
Oaafcience  pronounc*d  the  fentence  juft'  t' 
B?, 


IS  BAi^TISM, 

All  hope  from  C4*?atures  wholly  fled, 
Myfelf  I  view'd  entirely  loft  ! 
5  To  God  with  fearful  heart  I  cry'd, 
*  Lord,  fave ;  I  perifh  in  thy  wrath  ;' 
«  Behold  the  Lamb,"  the  Baptift  faid, 
**  He  faves  the  foul  condemn^  to  death.** 

4  With  joy  my  foul  the  word  received, 
My  heart  to  Jefus  quickly  fled  ; 

In  him  true  liberty  I  found, 

And  confcienee  from  his  wrath  was  freed,    '^_ 

5  Now  precious  are  his  fweet  commands  ! 
And,  wafh'd  in  his  atoning  blood. 
My  confcienee  bids  me  follow  him, 
Who  was  iramersM  in  Jordan's  flood. 

$  In  this  bled  ordinance  I  behold 
A  type  of  his  illuftrious  grace, 
Which,  like  a  fountain,  overflows. 
To  cleanfe  the  foul  it  doth  embrace. 

7  His  death  and  refurredion  too 
Appear,  to  draw  r^  foul  to  God  : 
My  confcienee  feels  a  facred  peace, 
Relying  on  his  precious  blood. 

HYMN    8.     CM.  S.  Stennett, 

The  cloud  ami  the  fea. 

1  \T7HEN  from  Egyptian  flavery 

^'        The  Hebrews  were  rcdeem'd, 
The  parted  feas  and  covering  cloud 
A  grave  to  Ifrael  feem'd. 

2  But  foon  the  joyful  tribes  emerge, 

And  {land  upon  the  fliore  ; 
With  grateful  hearts  and  tuneful  tongue* 
Their  Saviour's  name  adore. 
%  He  made  th'  obfequious  waves  retire. 
His  favourite  tribes  to  fave  ; 


BAPTISM,     •  19 

Made  them  a  way  to  liberty, 
'     Where  Egypt  found  a  grave. 

4  Thus  Jacob's  ions,  baptizM  of  old 

To  Mofes  i;i  the  fea, 
Sav'd  by  God's  arm,  tliemfelves  devote 
His  ftatutes  to  obey,  , 

5  So  from  the  bondage  of  our  fins, 

Redeemed  by  fovereign  grace, 
We  through  his  watery  fepulchre 
Owr  Saviour's  footfteps  trace. 

6  Our  fins,  the  word  of  enemies, 

Are  in  a  figure,  drown'd  ; 
To  a  new  life  our  fouls  are  rais'd, 
With  tender  mercy  crown'd. 

7  To  thee,  O  Jefus,  may  we, live. 

Devoted  to  thy  fear  ; 
Thee  will  we  love,  thee  will  we  pralle, 
And  all  thy  laws  revere. 

HYMN   9.     CM.  Oricinal. 

Profeffion  of  faith  necsjfary  before  admiitt/l  ration, 

I  \yl7"HII-E  Philip  fcann'd  the  facred  page 
*         The  eunuch  juit  had  r-ead, 
A  certain  water  rofe  to  view, 
And  tlius  the  Ethiop'  faid  : 
■i  *  See  here  an  emblematic  flood, 

*  And  what  doth  hinder  me 

<  To  be  baptiz'd,  as  Jefus  taught, 

*  And  bear  his  crofs  with  thee  I* 
3  Tlie  faithful  preacher  thus  reply'd, 

*♦  If  thou  believe,  thou  may'lt;*' 

<  I  do,'  be  faid — they  quick  dcfcend. 

And  to  the  water  haile. 


20  t/^pTlSM. 

4  Intent  On  duty's  call,  they  go 

Down  through  the  yielding  ftream  i 
And  ftraight  the  eunuch  was  baptiz'd 
In  Jefus'  precious  name. 

5  So  now  the  willing  converts  prefs 

To  hear  the  joyful  found  j 
And  thofe  who  hear  and  live,  are  all 
In  fweet  obedience  found. 


HYMN    10.     L.  M. 

Trials  after  pie ajant  obedience, 

i  Vy  HEN  the  eternal  Son  of  God 

Had  been  baptiz'd  in  Jordan's  floodp 
To  the  lone  defert  he  repairs, 
And  fore  temptation  firmly  bears. 

2  Should  you  that  have  been  now  baptiz'd 
Be  thus  with  Satan's  darts  furpris'd  ; 
Lift  up  to  heaven  your  joyful  eyes, 
Your  hope,  your  help  in  Jefus  lies. 

3  Never  prefume  to  think  or  fay 

The  fiream  has  waih'd  your  fins  away  : 
Never  depend  on  what's  your  own. 
Nor  truft  to  works  nor  duties  done. 

4  Each  rite,  which  truth  and  love  ordain, 
Points  to  the  Lamb  that  once  was  flain  ; 
Our  wand'ring  thoughts  to  him  they  calK 
The  centre  and  the  foul  of  all. 

5  Baptiz'd  with  Chrift,  be  this  your  aim. 
To  dignify  the  Chriftian  name  ; 
With  him  afpire  to  things  above, 
And  put  on  Chrifl  in  faith  and  lare. 


BAPTISM,  21 

IITISIN    11.       5  8i6.  Hart. 

Fountain  opened  for  fmners*    %ec*  xiii.  J. 
I       T^HE  fountain  of  Chrift, 
-*-     Lord,  help  us  to  fing, 
The  blood  of  our  Prieft, 
Our  crucify'd  King ; 
The  fountain  that  cleanfes 
From  fm  and  from  filth. 
And  richly  difpenfes 
Salvatipn  and  {lealtb;. 
|5       This  fountain  fo  dear 
He'll  freely  impart ; 
When  pierc*d  by  the  fpear, 
It  flowM  from  his  heart 
With  blood  and  with  water  ; 

The  firft  to  atone. 
To  cleanfe  us  the  latter  : 
The  fountain's  but  one. 
4       This  fountain  from  guilt 

Not  only  makes  pure,  #«"»^*" 

And  gives,  foon  as  felt. 
Infallible  cure  j 
But  if  guilt  removed 

Return  and  remain, 
Its  power  may  be  proved 
Again  and  again. 
4       This  fountain  unfeal'd 
Stani^  open  for  all 
Who  long  to  be  heal'd. 
The  great  and  the  fmall ; 
Here's  ilrength  for  the  weakly 

That  hither  are  led  ; 
Jipre's  health  for  the  fickly. 
And  Jlfe  for  the  d^<^' 


2^  B^PTISMc 

'P 
5       This  fountain,  though  ricfc 
^rom  charge  is  quite  clear,; 
(     The  poorer  the  wretch 
,    The  welcomer  here  : 
Come  needy,  and  guilty. 

Come  loathibme,  and  bare  ; 
Though  leprous  and  filthy, 
Come  juft  as  you  are. 

S       This  fountain  in  vain 
Has  never  been  try'd. 
It  takes  out  all  ftain 
Whenever  apply'd  : 

The  fountain  flows  fweetly 
With  virtue  divine. 

To  cleanie  fouls  completelyj 
Though  leprous  as  mine. 


HYMN    12.     H.  M. 

The  praSice  of  ancient  Chrtflmns, 
'VfEVER  does  truth  more  fiilne 

With  beams  of  heavenly  light, 
Than  when  the  fcriptures  join 
To  prove  it  plain  and  ri^ht ; 
Than  when  each  te?:t  doth  each  explaii 
And  all  unite  to  fpeak  the  fiime. 
Thus  Peter,  who  obey'd 
What  Jefus  faid,  was  wife, 
And  preach'd  as  he  "vvas  led. 
Repent,  and  be  baptiz'd  ; 
Thus   Philip  did  t'  the  eunuch  fay^ 
If  you  believe  in  Chrift,  you  may. 
Paul  preachM  the  word  ofgrace,. 
Whole  houfeholds  dfid  believe. 


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BAPTISM.  Q^ 

And  were  baptiz'd  to  Chrift, 

Whofe  gofpel  they'd  received  ;  ^^^. 

Thus  Chriftians  were  qF  ancient  date,  '-' 
As  facred  hillory  does  relape. 
4       We  fee  *tis  no  new  thhig. 

To  teach,  and  then  baptize  : 

Thus  faints  did  firft  begin  0. 

Chrift's  ordinance  to  prize  ; 
This  makes  us  cheerfully  obey, 
And  follow  as  they  led  the  way. 

HYMN    13.      G.  M.  Newton. 

Self- dedication. 

I  'HTIS  Jefus,  from  the  mercy-feat, 
"■■      Invites  me  to  his  reft  ; 
He  calls  poor  finners  to  his  feet. 
To  make  them  truly  bleft. 
3  Approach,  my  foul,  to  wifdom*s  gate, 
While  it  is  call*d  to-day  ; 
No  one  who  watches  there,  and  waits. 
Shall  e^er  be  turn'd  away. 

3  He  will  npt  let  me  feek  in  vain. 

For  all  who  truft  his  word 
Shall  everlafting  life  obtain, 
And  favour  from  the  Lord. 

4  Lord,  I  have  hated  thee  too  long, 

And  dar'd  thee  to  thy  face  ; 
I- ve  done  my  foul  exceeding  wrong 
In  flighting  all  thy  grace. 

5  Now  i  would  break  my  league  with  de:ath^ 

/ind  live  to  thee  alone  ; 
O  l^t  the  holy  life  of  faith 
Evince  rae  for  thine  own. 


24*  BAPTISM* 

6  Let  all  the  faints  aflembled  here^ 
^^1^  let  all  heav*n  rejoice  ; 
Thi@f  begin  with  this  new  rite 
To  make  the  Lord  my  choice. 

HYMN    14.      CM.  Hart. 

^  Looking  to  God  in  the  ordinance, 

1  "pATHER  of  I^eav'n,  thee  we  addrcfs  i 
"*"       (Obedience  is  our  view) 

Accept  us  in  thy  Son,  and  blefs 
The  work  we  have  to  do. 

2  Jefus,  as  water  well  applyM 

Will  make  the  body  clean  ; 
So  in  the  fountain  of  thy  fide  ~ 
Wafli  thou  the  foul  from  fm. 

3  Celeftial  Dove,  defcend  from  high. 

And  on  the  water  brood  ; 
And  with  thy  quickening  pow*r  apply 
The  water  and  the  blood. 

4  Great  God,  Three  One,  again  we  callj 

And  our  requeft  renew, 
Accept  in  Chrift,   and  blefs  withal 
The  work  we've  now  to  do. 

HYMN    15.      S.  M.  Hart. 

Cleanfing  hy  the  blood  of  Chrifl, 

1  T3  Y  what  amazing  ways, 

The  Lord  is  pleased  t'  explain 
The  "wonders  of  his  fovereign  grace 
Towards  the  fons  of  men  ! 

2  He  ihews  us  firft,  how  foul 
Our  nature's  made  by  fin. 


SAPTISM.  2^ 

Then  teaches  tlie  believing  foul 

The  way  to  make  it  clean.  ^ 

3  This  ordinance  declares 
What  need  we  have  to  cleanfe. 

Then  liiews  that  Chrift  to  all  God's  heirs 
Can  purity  difpenfe. 

4  Water  the  body  laves  ; 
And,  if  'tis  done  by  faith. 

The  blood  of  Jefus  furely  faves 
The  finful  foul  from  death. 

^       Water  no  man  denies  : 

But,  brethren,  reft  not  there  ; 
*ris  faith  in  Chrift  that  juftifies. 
And  makes  the  confcience  dear, 
6       Baptiz'd  into  his  death^ 
We  rife  to  life  divine  : 
The  Holy  Spirit  gives  us  faith  j 
And  water  is  the  fign. 

HYMN    IG.      L.  M.  Hart. 

Looking  unto  Jfefus. 

1  TJURY'D  in  baptifm  with  our  Lord, 
^^  We  rife  with  him,  to  life  reftor'd. 
Not  the  bare  life  in  Adam  loft. 

But  richer  far ;  for  more  it  coft. 

2  Water  can  cleanfe  the  flefli,  we  own  ; 
But  Chrift  well  knows,  and  Chrift  alone, 
How  dear  to  him  our  cleanfmg  ft  cod, 
BaptizM  with  fire,  and  bath'd  in  blood. 

3  His  was  a  baptifm  deep  indeed, 
O^er  feet  and  body,  hands  and  heai. 
He  in  his  body  purged  our  fin  : 

A  little  water  makes  us  olsan. 
C 


^6  BAPTISM, 

4  We  tafte,  'tis  true,  his  bitter  cup, 
Bat  ^ly  he  could  drink  it  up  ; 
To  burn  for  us  was  his  deiire, 
And  he  baptizes  us  with  fire. 

5  This  fire  will  not  confume,  but  melt ; 
How  foft,  compar'd  with  that  he  felt  1 

Thus  cleans'd  from  filth,  and  purgM  from  drofs, 
Baptized  Chriftian,  bear  the  crofs. 


HYMN    17.      C.  M.  Newton. 

Chnjl  hajlening  to  his  haptifm  of  fufferings.  ■ 

I  T^HE  Saviour,  what  a  noble  flame 
-*■     Was  kindled  in  his  breaft, 
When,  hading  to  Jcrufalem, 
He  march'd  before  the  reft  ! 

?  Good  will  to  men  and  zeal  for  God 
His  every  thought  engrofs  : 
He  longs  to  be  baptized  with  blood  ; 
He  pants  to  reach  his  crofs. 

3  With  all  his  fnff'rings  full  in  view. 

And  woes  to  us  unknown, 
Forth  to  the  talk  his  ipirit  flew  : 
'Twas  love  that  urg*d  him  on. 

4  Lord,  we  return  thee  what  we  can ! 

Our  hearts  fhall  found  abroad 
Salvation  to  the  dying  Man, 
And  to  the  rifing  God  1 

5  And  while  thy  bleeding  glories  here 

Engage  our  wond'ring  eyes, 
We  learn  oar  lighter  crofs  to  bear, 
And  haften  to  the  fliies. 


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BAPTISM.  2? 

Ht  MN     1'^.        S   &C7,  B  U  R  xN  H  A  M. 

Love  the  e [fence  of  obedience, 
YE  blood- walh'd,  ranfom'd  liniiers, 
Highly  favour'd  of  the  Lord, 
Now  ye  prove  your  love  to  Jefas, 

By  regarding  his  bleft  woid. 
See  his  watery  tomb  before  you  : 

Hear  him  echo — "  Follow  me  ;" 
For  beneath  the  dreams  of  Jordan 

Chritt,  your  great  Redeemer,  lay. 
Yes — beneath  thofe-  hononr'd  waters 

Was  immers'd  the  Lord  we  own  ;■ 
As  he  rifes  God  pronounces 

"  This  is  my  beloved  Son.'* 
Love  conftrains  you  all  to  follow 

Jefus  to  his  liquid  grave  ; 
Now  look  up,  expecfl  hk  prefence, 

Which  he  promis'd  you  fhould  have. 
Jefus,  come  ;  thine  approbation 

May  we  gladly  fee  and  feel ; 
Caufe,  O  caufe  the  heavens  to  open. 

And  thy  v;ondrous  love  reveal. 


HYMN  1I>.     L.M.  _     Ohi(,inal. 

Lydia^s  prompt  obedience. 

1  A  T  fam'd  Philippi's  river  fide, 

^  -^  Where  humble  Chriftians  often  came^ 
Looking  to  Him  who  anfwers  piay'r. 
Through  Jefas'  ever-precious  name. 

2  T|-ie  blell  difciples,  on  the  day 
Wiien  faints  aifembled  truth  to  hear, 
L^i^^x^d.  to  pubhlh  glorious  grace, 
S-uke.to  the  women  gathered  there. 
jf  Jmis,  the  redeeming  God, 

j'l'tnr  i^ithful  fouls  and  tongues  were  fail :; 


23  BAPTISM. 

And  Lydia's  open*d  heart  rece'>*d 
The  gracious  words  declar'd  ])j  PauL 

4  BaptizM,  obedient  to  the  truth 
And  great  example  of  her  Lord, 
The  place  a  Bethel  now  appeared 

In  which  her  heart  embraced  the  word. 

5  Delighted  with  thefe  faints  of  God, 
In  fellovvihip  with  them,  (he  faid, 

«'  If  me  to  Chrift  ye  faithful  judge, 
*'  Come  to  my  houfe  and  there  abide.'* 

6  Thus  when  the  Saviour  opes  the  heart. 
Enlarging  it  to  duty's  call, 

The  humble  foul  his  children  loveS, 
And  kindly  greets  and  welcomes  all. 
ti,  .,.,..,  ,,         .. 

HYMN    .20.        C.  M.  BURNHAM. 

The  authority  and prefence  of  Chr'ijl, 
I  T   ORD,  may  the  mefTengers  of  peace 
"*^     Thy  blefled  truth  proclaim  ; 
And,  fway'd  by  force  of  fovereign  grace, 
Baptize  in  thy  great  name. 
^  Lord,  while  thy  faints  thus  follow  thee, 
Thy  glory  is  their  aim  ; 
Conftrain'd  by  love,  they  long  to  be 
Baptized  in  thy  great  name. 
3  Come,  Jefus,  in  thy  flaming  car. 
Thy  mercy  now  proclaim  ; 
Smile  on  thy  children,  while  they  are 
Baptiz'd  in  thy  great  name. 
4-  Lord,  bid  our  every  fear  be  gone, 
Support  each  weaker  frame  ; 
Blefs'd  with -thy  prefence,  we'll  go  on, 
Baptizing  in  thy  name. 


BAPTISM*  ^^ 

HYMN  21.    L.  M* 

Profejfion  of  faith  neceffary  before  Immerfiori. 

1  «  j^^  O,  teach  the  nations,  and  bapti2re,'* 

^-^  Aloud  th'  afcending  Jefu>  cries  : 
•    His  glad  apoftles  took  the  word. 
And  round  the  nations  preached  their  Lord» 

2  Commiffion'd  thus,  by  Zion's  King, 
We  to  his  holy  laver  bring 

Thefe  happy  converts,  who  have  known 
And  trufted  in  his  grace  alone. 

3  Lord,  in  thy  houfe  they  feek  thy  face, 
O  blefs  them  with  peculiar  grace  : 
Refrefh  their  fouls  with  love  divine  ; 
Let  beams  of  glory  round  them  fhine. 

HYMN  22.     L.  M.  BurnLm.  " 

Defir'ing  ChrifVs  prefmce, 

1  1V[0W,  thou  exalted  Prince  of  Peace, 
■^^    Behold  the  fubjei^s  of  thy  grace  ; 
Drawn  by  the  pleafmg  cords  of  love. 
In  wifdom's  ways  they  fweetly  move. 

2  When  in  the  water  they  defcend. 
There  may  they  meet  the  fmner's  Friend, 
Smiling  from  yonder  blifsful  throne, 
Sending  immortal  bleflings  down. 

3  O  may  they  find  beneath  the  vsrave, 
That  Chrlft  is  in  the  liquid  grave  ; 
May  they  fmk  deep  in  love  divine, 
A::d  feel  the  death  of  felf  and  fm. 

4  IV  hen  from  the  honour'd  ftream  they  rife, 
'/'  '3  view  the  pleafant  op'ning  fkies, 

^'^j  -  tlie  bright  beams  of  light  appear, 
■  ■'■■•Z  the  Lord  is  truly  here* 
Ca 


so  BAPTISM* 

HYMN  23.     L.  M.  J.Stennett. 

Dying  and  rifing  ivith  Chrijt. 

1  nPHE  great  Redeemer  we  adore, 

Who  came  the  loft  to  feek  and  fave  ; 
Went  humbly  down  from  Jordan's  fhore, 
To  find  a  tomb  beneath  its  wave  ! 

2  "  Thus  it  becomes  us  to  fulfil 

**  All  righteoufnefs/'  he  meekly  faid  ; 
Why  fliould  we  then  to  do  his  will, 
Or  be  afham'd,  or  be  afraid  ? 

3  With  thee  into  thy  watery  tomb. 
Lord,  'tis  our  glory  to  delcend : 

'Tis  wondrous  gr;ice  that  gives  us  room 
To  lie  interr'd  by  fuch  a  friend. 

4  Yet  as  the  yielding  waves  give  way, 
To  let  us  fee  the  light  again  j 

So  on  the  refurrediion  day, 

The  bands  of  death  prov'd  weak  and  vain. 

5  Thus  when  thou  (halt  again  appear, 
The  gates  of  death  fhall  open  wide  ; 
Our  diul  thy  mighty  voice  fhall  hear, 
And  rife  and  triumph  at  thy  fide. 


HYMN     24.        5    &    11.  BURNHAM. 

The  aripwcr  of  a  good  confcicnce, 

I  'TTTS  Jefus  doth  fave. 

The  vvitnefs  we  have, 
When  bury'd  with  him  in  the  watery  grave. 

?  And  when  we  arife, 

We  lift  up  our  eyes, 
And  fee,  with  amazement,  tlie  opening  fkiej 


BAPTISM. 


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Jehovah  comes  down, 

The  precept  to  own,  [crown. 

And   doth   with  his   prefence   the   ordinance 

And  fweetly  we  prove, 

By  whifpeis  of  love, 
That  we  Ihall  foon  meet  in  the  regions  above. 


HYMN  25.     C.  P.  M.  Norman. 

Thus  it  hecomdb  us,  ^c.     Matt.  iii.  i5- 
1  T'HUS  it  became  the  Prince  of  Grace, 
^    And  thus  Ihould  all  thd  favoured  race 

High  Heaven's  beheft  fulfil ; 
For  that  the  condefeending  Co^     ,     a     a 
Should  lead  his  followers  through  the  flood, 
Was  Heaven's  eternal  will. 
t  'Tis  not  as  led  by  cuftom's  voice,  ^ 

We  make  thefe  ways  bur  favoured  choice, 

And  thus  with  zeal  pUrfue  : 
No  ;  heaven's  eternal  fovereign  Lord 
Has,  in  the  precepts  of  his  word, 
Enjoin'd  us  thus  to  do. 
^  And  iliall  we  ever  dare  defpife 
The  gracious  mandate  of  the  Ikies, 
Wliere  condefeending  Heaven  ^ 
To  fmful  man's  apoftate  race, 
in  matchlefs  love,  and  boundiefs  grace, 
His  will  reveal'd  has  given  ? 
4.  Thou  everlafting,  gracious  King, 
'  Afiift  ^s  now  thy  grace  to  fmg, 
And  ftill  direa  our  way 
To  thofe  bright  realms  of  peace  and  reft, 
Vv-^here  all  th'  exulting  tribes  are  blefs'd 
With  one  great  choral  day. 


S2  BAPTISM. 

HYMN  26.     CM.  J.Stennett. 

Come,  fee  the  place  <where  the  Lord  lay, 

1  'T'HUS  was  the  great  Redeemer  plung'd 

In  Jordan's  iwelling  flood, 
To  fhew  he  muft  be  foon  baptiz'd 
In  tears,  and  fweat,  and  blood. 

2  Thus  was  his  facred  body  laid 

Beneath  the  yidding  wave  ; 
Thus  was  his  facred  body  rais'd 
Out  of  the  liquid  grave. 

3  Lord,  we  thy  precepts  would  obey. 

In  thy  own  foctfteps  tread  ; 
Would  die,  be  bury'd,  rife  with  thee, 
Our  ever-living  Head. 

HYMN  27.    P.M.  Bu«x„.«. 

Peace  and  duty  conne^ed. 
5  "MOW,  Lord,  before  we  leave  thy  courts> 
We  offer  grateful  praife ; 
For  flill  do  we  prove 
The  wonders  of  love. 
While  walking  in  Jefus's  ways. 

2  Surely  thy  prefence  fills  the  place. 

Thy  flately  fleps  we  fee  ; 

And  happily  find 

Sweet  peace  in  the  mind, 
While  Jefus's  word  we  obey. 

3  O  ble/fed  Lord,  this  great  command. 

To  every  heart  proclaim  ; 

Thy  mercy  difplay. 

While  thoufands  obey, 
And  cheerfully  follow  the  Lamk 


BAPTISM.  33 

HYIV'IN  28.     L.  M.  Watts. 

Believers  buried  with  their  Lord. 

1  Y\0  we  not  know  that  folemn  word, 
-*-^  That  we  are  bury*d  with  the  Lord  ; 
Ba'ptiz'd  into  his  death,  and  then 

Put  off  the  body  of  our  fm  ? 

2  Our  fouls  receive  diviner  breath, 

RaisM  from  corruption,  guilt,  and  death  : 
So  from  the  grave  did  Chrift  arife, 
And  lives  to  God  above  the  Ikies. 

3  No  more  let  fm  nor  Satan  reign 
Over  our  mortal  fieih  again  ; 
The  various  lufts  we  ferv'd  before 
Shall  have  dominion  now  no  more. 


HYMN  29.    L.  M.  j.  Stennett 

Walking  in  theppi  of  Jefus. 

1  CEE  how  the  willing  converts  trace 

*-^  The  path  their  great  Redeemer  trod  \ 
And  follow  through  his  liquid  grave, 
The  meek,  the  lowly  Son  of  God  ! 

2  Here  they  renounce  their  former  deeds, 
And  to  a  heavenly  life  afpire  ; 

Their  rags  for  glorious  robes  e3^chang'd> 
They  fiiine  in  clean  and  bright  attire  I 

3  O  facred  rite,  by  thee  the  nam^ 
Of  Jefus  we  to  own  begin  : 
This  is  the  refurre<aion  pledge, 
Pledge  of  the  pardon  of  our  fm. 

4  Glory  to  God  on  high  be  given, 
Who  (hews  his  grace  to  fmful  men  ; 
Let  faints  on  earth,  and  hofts  in  heaven 
Xn  concert  join  their  loud  Amen. 


S4f  SAPTISM* 

HYMN  SO.    L.  M. 

Grateful  obedience. 

1  r^  OME,  ye  redeemed  of  the  Lord^ 
Come  and  obey  his  facred  word  ; 

He  dy'd  and  rofe  again  for  you  ; 

What  more  could  the  Redeemer  do. 
±  We  to  this  place  are  come  to  fhow 

What  we  to  boundlefs  mercy  owe  ; 

The  Saviour's  footfteps  to  explore, 

And  tread  the  path  he  trod  before. 
3  Eternal  Spirit,  heavenly  Dove, 

On  thefe  baptifmal  waters  move ; 

That  we,  through  energy  divine, 

May  have  the  fubftance  with  the  fign. 

HYMN    31.     8&7..  Fawcett, 

Invitation  to  follow  the  Lamh. 

1  TLTUMBLE  fouls,  who  feek  falvation 

^  Through  the  Lamb's  redeeming  bloody 
Hear  the  voice  of  revelation. 
Tread  the  path  that  Jefus  trod. 

2  Flee  to  him,  your  only  Saviour, 

'  In  his  mighty  name  confide  ; 
In  the  whole  of  your  behaviour 
Ownliim  as  your  fovereign  guide. 

3  Hear  the  great  Redeemer  call  you, 

Liften  to  his  gracious  voice  ; 
Dread  no  ills  that  can  befal  you, 

While  yoa  make  his  ways  your  choice, 
i  Jefus  fays,  *'  Let  each  believer 

"  Be  baptized  in  my  name  ;" 
He  himfelf,  in  Jordan's  river, 

"Was  immersM  beneath  the  ftream 


BAPTISM.  3/5 

5  Plainly  here  his  footfteps  tracing, 

Follow  him  without  delay  ; 
Gladly  his  command  embracing, 
Lo  1  your  Captain  leads  the  way. 

6  Vi^  the  rite  with  underftanding  ; 

Jefiis'  grave  before  you  lies  ; 
Be  interred  at  his  commanding, 
After  his  example  rife. 


HYMN   32.      C.  M.  J.  Proud. 

Rlfing  to  newnefs  of  life, 
I    A  ND  fhall  we  be  aiham'd  to  own 
-^     Our  only  God  and  Lord  ? 
No,  we  proclaim  him  God  alone. 
And  triumph  in  his  word. 
Z  He  was  baptized  in  Jordan's  flood. 
To  lead  our  fouls  the  way ; 
We'll  own  his  laws,  confefs  him  God, 
And  only  him  obey. 
5  Rife,  Chriftian,  rife  to  life  divine, 
Each  fmful  way  forfuke  ; 
Make  Jefus*  bright  example  thiue, 
Him  for  thy  pattern  take. 
4  Baptiz'd  into  his  name,  regard 
His  every  kind  command  ; 
Then  thou  fhalt  have  thy  fure  reward 
In  heaven's  etern^iljland. 

HYMN  33.     8  &  7. 

Immerjton  tuilh  the  Lord, 
i    TESXTS,  mighty  King  in  Zion  ! 
^      Thou  alone  our  guide  fhalt  be  ; 


S6  BAPTISM. 

Thy  commiffion  we  rely  on, 
We  would  follow  none  but  thee. 
2  As  an  emblenn  of  thy  paflion, 

And  thy  vi<fl'ry  o'er  the  grave ; 
We  who  inow  thy  great  falvation 
Are  baptized  beneath  the  ware. 
5  Fearlefs  of  the  world's  defpifmg, 
We  the  ancient  path  purfue ; 
Bury'd  with  our  Lord,  and  rifmg 
To  a  life  divinely  new. 


HYMN   34.    S.  M. 

^  Conf effing  Chr'ijl  in  his  inflitutlon, 

1  "K^E  dare  no  longer  fland 

As  neuters  to  thy  caufe  ; 
But  by  the  help  of  grace  we'll  yield 
Obedience  to  thy  laws. 

2  Into  the  watery  tomb 
We  cheerfully  defcend, 

In  token  of  our  faith  and  lore 
To  our  celeftial  Friend. 

3  Lord,  meet  us  here  this  day. 
Who  come  to  do  thy  will : 

Grant  us  thy  prefence,  deareft  Lor4, 
Thy  promis'd  grace  fulfil. 

4  Defcend,  O  lieavenly  Dove,* 
And  wing  our  fcjuls  away. 

Up  to  the  bright  and  heavenly  joys 
Of  everlading  day. 

5  Tiiis  day  we  make  our  choice 
To  ferve  the  Lord  moft  h'gh  ; 

Deny  ourfelve<>,  t.tke  up  the  croG; 
And  do  it  cheerfully. 


BAPTISM.  37 

HYMN  35.    C.  M. 

The  hve  of  Chrijl  conjlrainlng  to  a  hutnble  imitation 
of  his  examples. 

1  'PjEAR  Lord,  and  will  thy  pardoning  love 
*^     Embrace  a  wretch  fo  vile  ? 

Wilt  thou  my  load  of  guilt  remove. 
And  blefs  me  with  thy-fmile  ? 

2  Haft  thou  the  crofs  for  me  endur'd, 

And  all  its  fhame  defpis'd  ? 
And  fhall  I  be  ailianiM,  O  Lord, 
With  thee  to  be  baptizM  ? 

3  Didft  thou  the  great  example  l6ad, 

In  Jordan's  fwelling  flood  ? 
And  Ihail  my  pride  difdain  the  deed" 
That's  worthy  of  my  God  ? 

4  Dear  Lord,  tlie  ardour  of  thy  love 

Reproves  my  cold  delays  : 
And  now  my  willing  footfteps  move 
In  thy  delightful  ways. 


HYMN  36.    H.  M. 

To  the  Holy  Spirit, 

TAESCEND,  celeftial  Dove, 

And  make  thy  prefence  known  i 

Reveal  our  Saviour's  love, 

And  feal  us  for  thine  own.  ^ 
Unblefs'd  by  thee,  our  works  are  vain, 
Ker  can  we  e'er  acceptance  gain. 

When  our  incarnate  God, 

The  fovereign  Prince  of  Light, 

In  Jordan's  fwelling  flood 

Receiv'd  the  holy  rite  5 
D 


38  BAPTISM. 

In  open  view,  thy  form  came  down, 
And  dove-like  flew,  the  King  to  crown, 

3  The  day  was  never  known 
Since  time  began  its  race, 
On  which  fuch  glory  fhone, 

On  which  was  fhewn  fuch  grace, 
As  that  which  Ihed,  in  Jordan's  ftream, 
On  Jefus'  head  the  heavenly  beam. 

4  Continue  ftill  to  fhine, 
And  fill  us  wfth  thy  fire  : 
This  ordinance  is  thine, 
Do  thou  our  fouls  infpire  ! 

Thou  wilt  attend  on  all  thy  fons, 

<'  Till  time  fliall  end,"  thy  promife  runs. 

HYMN  37.     S.M.  s.  Stenxktt. 

**  Arije^  and  he  baptl%ed,  and  luq/Io  aiuay  thy  Jim 

I       TN  fuch  a  grave  as  this 
-^  The  meek  Redeemer  lay, 
When  he  our  fouls  to  feek  and  fave, 
Learn' d  humbly  to  obey. 
3       See  how  the  fpotlefs  Lamb 
Defcends  into  the  ilream, 
And  teaches  us  to  imhate 
What  him  fo  well  became* 

3  Let  fmners  waQi  away 
Their  fuis  of  crimfon  dye  ; 

Bury'd  with  him,  their  vileft  fms 
Shall  in  oblivion  lie. 

4  Rife,  and  afcend  with  him, 
A  heavenly  life  to  lead  \ 

Who  came  to  ranfom  guilty  men 
From  regions  of  the  dead. 


BAPTISM.  S9 

Lord,  fee  the  ftnner's  tears  ! 
Hear  his  repenting  cry  ! 
Speak,  and  his  contrite  heart  (hall  live ; 
Speak,  and  his  fms  fhall  aie. 

Speak  with  that  mighty  voice, 
Which  llrall  hereafter  fpread 
Its  fummons  through  the  earth  and  fea. 
To  raife  the  fleeping  dead.         ' 


HYMN    38.        CM.  DR.DODDRlbCE. 

Prailical  improvement  of  the  ordinance.    Col.  iii,  i, 

1  A  TTEND,  ye  children  of  your  God, 
'^^     Ye  heirs  of  glory,  hear  ; 

I^or  accents  fo  divine  as  thefe 
Might  charm  the  duUeft  ear. 

2  BaptizM  into  your  Saviour's  death, 

Your  fouls  to  fin  muft  die  ; 
With  Chrift  your  Lord  ye  live  anew. 
With  Chrift  afcend  on  high, 

3  There  by  his  Father's  fide  he  fits. 

Enthroned  divinely  fair ; 
Yet  owns  himfelf  your  brother  ftill, 
And  your  forerunner  there, 

4.  Rife  from  thefe  earthly  trifles,  rife 
On  wings  of  faith  and  love  ; 
Above  your  choiceft  treafure  lies, 
And  be  your  hearts  above. 

-   Y  ut  earth  and  fin  will  drag  us  downj 
'When  we  attempt  to  fly  ; 
Lord,  fend  thy  ftrong,  attra<5live  power 
%o  raife  and  fix  us  high. 


40  BAPTISM. 

HYMN    39.    ,6  8c  9. 

The  new  convert. 
I       r\  HOW  happy  are  they 
^^  Who  the  Saviour  obey. 
And  have  laid  up  their  trealure  above  I 
Tongue  can  never  exprefs 
The  fweet  comfort  and  peace 
Of  a  foul  in  its  earlieft-  love  ! 
3       That  fweet  comfort  was  mine. 
When  the  favour  divine 
I  fir  ft  found  in  the  blood  of  the  Lamb  ; 
When  my  heart  it;  believM, 
What  true  joy  I  received, 
What  a  heaven'^n  Jefus's  name  ! 

3  'Twas  a  heaven  below, 
My  Redeemer  to  know ; 

And  the  angels  could  do  nothing  more 

Than  to  fall  at  his  feet. 

And  the  ftory  repeat, 
And  the  Lover  of  fmners  adore. 

4  Jefus  all  the  day  long 
Was  my  joy  and  my  fong  ; 

O  that  all  his  falvation  might  fee  ! 
He  hath  lov'd  me,  1  cry'fl, 
He  hath  fufFer'd  and  dy*d, 

To  redeem  fuch  a  rebel  as  me. 

5  On  the  wings  of  his  love, 
I  was  carry*d  above 

All  ray  fm,  and  temptation,  and  pain  ; 
And  I  could  not  believe 
That  I  ever  fiiould  grieve, 

That  I  ever  (hould  fuffer  agaio^ 
$  ^«  I  then  rode  on  the  fky. 
Freely  juftify*d  I, 


BAPTISM.  41 

^or  did  envy  Elijah  his  feat ; 

My  glad  foul  mounted  higher 

In  a  chariot  of  fire, 
And  the  world  was  quite  under  my  feet. 

0  !  the  rapturous  height 
Of  that  holy  delight, 

Which  I  felt  in  the  life-giving  blood  ! 
Of  my  Saviour  pofTeft, 

1  was  perfe<5lly  bleft, 

As  if  fiU'd  with  the  fullnefs  of  God. 


HYMN  40.     CM.  Bp.ddome.  ^ 

RefeBlons  of  a  baptized  heUever. — «  He  went  on  his 
ivay  rejoicing.^*     Ads  viii.  9. 

1  nPHE  holy  eunuch,  when  baptiz'd, 

-^      Went  on  his  way  with  joy  : 
And  who  can  tell  what  rapturous  thoughts 
Did  then  his  mind  employ  ? 

2  "  Is  that  moft  glorious  Saviour  mine 

«  Of  whom  I  lately  read  ? 
«  Who,  bearing  all  my  fms  and  griefs, 
"  Was  number'd  with  the  dead  ? 

3  «  Is  he  who,  burfting  from  the  grave, 

<*  Now  reigns  above  the  fky, 

"  My  advocate  before  the  throne, 

"  My  portion  when  I  die  ? 

4,  "  Have  I  profefs'd  his  holy  name  f 

"  Do  I  his  gofpel  bear  "^ 

"  To  Ethiopia's  fcorched  lands, 
'*  And  (hall  I  fpread  it  there  ? 
V    \  BlefsM  pool !  in  which  I  lately  lay, 
'*.And  left  my  fears  behind  ; 
'■'  What  an  unworthy  wretch  am  I  ^ 
*'And  God  profufely  kind* 
Bit 


42  BAPTISM. 

6  **  BlefsM  emblem  of  that  precious  blood 

**  Which  fatisfy'd  for  fm  ; 
"  And  of  that  renovating  grace, 

"  Which  makes  the  confcience  clean." 

7  This  pattern,  Lord,  with  facred  joy- 

Help  us  to  keep  in  view  ; 
The  fame  our  work,  the  fame,  Q  make 
Our  confolation  too. 


HYMN   41.      CM.  Newton. 

After  immerfion,    Mark  xvi.  i6. 
«  PROCLAIM,"  faith  Chrift,  "  my  wondrous 
-''  *♦  To  all  the  fons  of  men  ;  [grace 

"  He  that  believes,  and  is  baptiz'd, 

"  Salvation  Ihall  obtain." 
Let  plenteous  grace  defcend  on  thofe, 

Who,  hopmg  ill  thy  word, 
This  day  have  publickly  declar'd 

That  Jefus  is  their  Lord. 
With  cheerful  feet  may  they  advance 

And  run  the  Chriftian  race  ; 
And  through  the  troubles  of  the  way 

Find  all-fufficient  grace, 

HYMN  4.2.     H.  M.  Newton. 

Grace  leach  to  Chriji, 
"DEFORE  Ehfha's  gate 

The  Syrian  leper  ftood. 
But  could  not  brook  to  wait, 
He  deem'^  himfelf  too  good  : 
*He  thought  the  prophet  would  attend, 
And  not  to  him  a  meflage  itxid. 


BAPTISM.  43 

Leprous  and  pr6ud  as  he, 

To  Jefus  thus  I  came, 

From  fm  to  fet  me  free, 

When  firft  I  heard  his  £kmt : 
Surely,  thought  I,  my  pompous  train 
Of  vows  and  tears  will  notice  gain. 

My  heart  devised  the  way 

Which  I  fuppos'd  he'd  take  ; 

And  when  I  found  delay. 

Was  ready  to  go  back : 
Had  he  fome  painful  talk  enjoinM, 
I  to  performance  feem'd  incjin'd. 

When  by  his  word  he  fpake, 

"  That  fountain  open'd  fee  ; 

"  '  Twas  openM  for  thy  fake, 

«  Go  waili,  and  thou  art  free  ;*' 

0  !  how  did  my  proud  heart  gainfay, 

1  fear'd  to  truft  this  fimple  way. 

At  length  I  trial  made, 

When  I  had  much  endur'd  ; 

The  meffage  I  obey'd, 

I  waih'd,  and  I  was  curM  : 
Sinners,  this  healing  fountain  try. 
Which  cleansM  a  wretch  fo  vile  as  I. 


HYMN  43.     L.  M.  S.  Stennett. 

Ckavfing  by  Chrl/Vs  atonement, 
/^UR  Lord,  when  cloth*d  with  mortal  fleih, 
-^  Tliough  free  from  every  fmful  (lain, 
v/;>uid  be  baptiz'd,  that  men  to  trace 
ri.is  faered  fteps  might  not  difdain. 
~>iy  Tuore- — he  was  all  plung'd  in  tears, 
vi  bath'd  in  bloody  fufferin^s  too  : 


44  SAPTiswr. 

what  fountain  was  required  to  vvalli 
Our  guilty  fouls,  his  wounds  will  lliew  ! 

3  Thy  blood,  dear  Lord,  can  cleanfe  from  firij- 
This  in  our  baptifm  we  confefs ; 

'Tis  for  its  cleanfing  virtue  we 

Our  prayers  and  vows  to  thee  addrefs. 

4  BuryM  with  great  folemnity 
In  thy  baptifmal  fepulchre. 

We  are  reviv'd,  and  rais'd  again, 
White  robes  of  righteoufnefs  to  wear. 

5  And,  as  thy  facred  word  declares, 
At  the  great  refurredcion- day 

Our  bodies  fhall  be  rais'd  and  chang'd, 
And  be  adornM  with  bright  array. 

'^  HYMN    4<t.     L.  m" 

*'  They   ivere  baptized,  both  mm  and  nvomen^^ 

1  f^  REAF  God,  we  in  thy  courts  appear, 
^     With  humble  joy  and  holy  fear, 
Thy  wife  injundions  to  obey  : 

Let  faints  and  angels  hail  the  day  ! 

2  Great  things,  O  everlafting  Son, 
Great  things  for  us  thy  grace  has  done  j. 
CondrainM  by  thy  almighty  love. 

Our  willing  feet  to  meet  thee  move. 

3.  In  thy  aflembly  here  we  ftand. 
Obedient  to  thy  great  command  ; 
The  facred  flood  is  full  in  view, 
Aud  thy  iv/eet  voice  invites  us  thiough. 

4  The  word,  the  Spirit,  and  the  bride 
Muft  not  invite  and  be  deny'd  ; 
Was  iTot  the  Lord,  who  came  to  fave 
Interr'd  in  fuch  a  liq^uid  grave  ? 


BAPTISM.  45 

5  Thus  we,  dear  Saviour,  own  thy  name : 
Receive  us  rifmg  from  the  ftream ; 
Then  to  thy  table  let  us  come, 
And  dwell  in  Zion  as  our  home. 


HYMN  45.     CM.  S.Stennett. 

,^  Teach  and  hapU'z.e, 

1  nPHE  facred  body  of  our  Lord, 

,       Whic'i  on  the  crofs  had  bled, 
Three  days  Liy  bury'd  in  the  grave, 
And  then  ro-e  from  the  dead. 

2  His  prefence  the  defponding  hearts 

Of  his  difciples  cheers  : 
His  voice  they  hear,  his  fears  furvey, 
Which  banifh  doubts  and  fears; 

3  Explaining  oracles  divine. 

Their  ears  and  fouls  he  charms  ; 
His  order  to  convert  the  world. 
Their  drooping  courage  warms, 

4  For  thus  the  Mediator  fpoke, 

"  All  power  in  earth  and  heav'n 
**  To  me,  triumphant  o*er  the  grave, 
"  Is  by  my  Father  giv'n. 

5  "  Go,  therefore,  teach  the  nations  all 

*1  Wliat  you  have  learn'd  of  me  ; 
"  Baptize  them  in  the  awful  name 
«  Of  the  Eternal  Three. 

6  **  Te^ch  them  whatever  I  command  ; 

■'■  My  prefence  I  aifure 

;:rown  your  labours  with  fuccefs, 
V  hile  heaven  and  earth  endure." 
i  we  thy  wondrous  grace  adore, 
ay  awfiil  word  revere  : 


46  13  APT  ISM,- 

Thy  daath  and  thy  revival  both 
Our  baptifm  makes  appear. 

8  The  promife  of  thy  prefence  now 

Does  glad  expedlance  raife  ; 
Hope  of  thy  fecond  coming  fills 
Our  fouls  with  joy  and  praife. 

9  'Tis  then  the  dead  thy  voice  fliall  hear, 

The  dead  thy  voice  obey  ; 
Thy  faints,  who  fleep  in  dull,  awake 
To  joy's  eternal  day. 


HYMN    46.     S.  M.  Burn-ham. 

Saints  meeting  in  glory. 

nPHOU  great  incarnate  God, 
Behold  Xhj  children  ftand  ; 
Warm'd  with  the  fire  of  love  divine, 

They  bow  to  thy  command. 

When  bury'd  with  the  Lord,    . 

May  they  his  prefence  find  ;     * 
Proving  the  pleafures  of  his  throne 

Are  with  obedience  join'd. 

When  rifing  from  the  flream, 

Ijord,  Ihew  thy  lovely  face  ; 
May  all  the  joys  of  heaven  defcend. 

And  glory  fill  the  place. 

Then  may  thefe  happy  faints 

In  thy  commandments  run. 
Till  they  fhall  reach  the  realms  of  blils,- 

And  mount  ImmanuePs  throne. 

There  they  fhall  fit,  and  fmg 

The  once  baptized  Lamb  ! 
Make  all  the  courts  of  heaven  refou 

With  his  eternal  name. 


BAPTISM.  47 

Then  with  what  facred  joy 
They'll  tune  their  Saviour's  praife  ! 
Millions  of  millions  there  Ihall  join 
To  fwell  the  heavenly  lays. 


HYMN  47.     S.  M.  S.  Stekkett. 

<*  He  hath  luajlied  us  from  oitrjlns  in  his  o<wn  bloodJ'^ 

1  C^  OME,  lowly  fouls,  that  mourn, 

^   Deprefs'd  with  guilt  and  fhame; 
WaOi'd  in  your  Saviour's  facred  blood, 
Now  call  upon  his  name. 

2  Rejoice,  ye  contrite  iiearts, 
That  tremble  at  his  word. 

In  the  baptifmal  laver  plung'd. 
As  was  your  humble  Lord. 

3  Bath*d  in  repenting  tears. 
The  fins  which  you  deplore 

Dead  in  your  Saviour's  grave  fhall  lie,  , 

And  fhall  be  feen  no  more. 

4  Come,  pious  candidates 
Of  grace  and  glory  too, 

Praife  your  Redeemer's  love,  and  tell 
What  he  has  done  for  you. 
9       Unfpotted  robes  you  wear, 

Your  fighs  to  fongs  are  turn'd  ; 
0»nrnien?s  of  praife  adorn  you  now, 
Vvlio  late  in  afhes  mouni'd. 
""  rjir  Lord  and  you  are  rifen, 
\Ate  to  things  above  : 
vj:«.re  he  refides,  there  you  fhall  dwell 
!"«  realms  of  lic-ht  and  love. 


48  BAPTISM- 

HYMN   48.    L.M.  On.c.NAL. 

After  Immerjion. 
'*  Wherein  alfo  ye  are  r'tfen  with  him,  through  the  faith 
of  the  operation  of  God.**     Col.  ii.  12. 

1  O  IS'N  with  Chrift,  our  glorious  Head, 

In  new  obedience  let  us  live, 
And,  loving  him  who  faves  our  fouls, 
To  his  great  name  all  glory  give. 

2  Proph«ts  of  ancient  time  foretold 

That  faints  Ihould  triumph  in  their  King  j 

In  Jefus  then  will  we  rejoice, 

And  in  his  ways  our  fouls  fhall  fmg. 

3  We'll  rife  from  trifles  light^nd  vain, 
Our  joyful  hearts  fhall  dwell  on  high. 
Where  our  baptized  Lord  remains, 
Difpenfnig  mercy  from  the  fky. 

4  By  our  iramerfion  we  have  fliown 
Our  faith  in  Him  who  faves  from  fm  : 

"  We  w\juld  no  more  defile  our  hands ; 
"  O  may  our  hearts  be  henceforth  clean  !" 

5  Thy  kingdom's  glory  fhall  increafe, 
Jefus,  thy  faints  in  fongs  have  faid  ! 
This  truth  our  fweet  experience  proves  ; 
We  know  thee  as  its  living  Head  ! 

6  By  faith  in  thee,  we  die  to  fm  ; 
By  faith  in  thee,  we  rife  to  God  ; 
Baptiz'd,  and  rifen  from  the  world. 
In  thee  we  find  our  endlefs  good  ! 

7  Let  worldlings  in  their  riches  boafl. 
And  fwelling,  hate  God's  humble  poor, 
We,  trufting  in  our  Saviour's  love, 
Refi  fatisfy'd,  and  aik  no  more. 

f 


BAPTISM.  48> 

HYMN    49.      L.  M.  Dr.  Baldwin. 

Come,  fee  the  place  where  the  Lord  lay.  Matt,  xxviii,  6. 

1  Y  E  happy  faints,  the  Latnb  adore, 

*    "*•    Who  lov'd  our  race  all  time  before  ! 
Ere  man  from  God  had  gone  aiiray, 
Ke  in  his  Father's  bofom  lay, 

2  Joyful  he  left  the  realms  of  light. 

And  downward  bent  his  wondrous  flight, 
Aifum'd  a  body  formed  of  clay, 
And  in  the  humble  m.anger  lay. 

3  To  Jordan's  ftream  tlie  Spirit  led. 

To  mark  the  path  his  faints  ftiould  tread ! 
They  love  to  trace  this  facred  way. 
And  fee  the  place  where  Jefus  lay* 

4  The  holy  Baptift  lifts  his  eyes  : 

"  Behold  the  Lamb  of  God  !"  he  cries ; 
Then  down  he  led  the  liquid  way ; 
Come,  fee  the  place  where  Jefus  lay. 

5  Immers'd  by  John  in  Jordan's  wave, 
Rifmg  he  left  his  wat'ry  grave ; 

Heav'n  own'd  the  deed,  approv'd  the  way. 
And  blefs'd  the  place  where  Jefus  lay. 

6  Come,  all  who  love  his  precious  name  ; 
Come,  tread  his  fteps  and  learn  of  him  : 
Happy  beyond  expreflion  they 

Who  find  the  place  where  jfefus  lay. 

7  EuryM  with  Chrifl,  they  die  to  fm  ; 
Then  rife,  with  him  to  live  ?ind  reign  ; 
1<    'Icing,  ftill  go  on  their  way, 

■  leave  the  place  ivhere  jfefis  lay. 
tr-d  by  grace,  at  length  they  come 
j\'  rv.O:,  in  their  eternal  home  j 
Kifiri^  tp  heav'n,  they  drop  their  clay, 
In  the  cold  tomb,  where  Jefus  lay. 


so  BAPTISM. 

HYMN   50.       Eights.  Original. 

The  Pattern. 

1  HTHE  fullnefs  of  time  had  elapsM, 

Which  prophets  of  old  had  declared, 
When  Jefus,  defcending  from  heav'n. 
Took  on  him  the  body  prepar*d. 

2  The  ihadows  and  types  difappearM, 
According  to  ancient  decree  ; 
When,  lo!  the  great  fubftancc  became 

«   An  objedl  for  mortals  to  fee  !  , 

3  Then  John,  the  forerunner,  proclaimed 
The  kingdom  of  heaven  at  hand ; 
Repentance  he  urg'd,  whilft  he  taught 
Submiifion  to  ev'ry  command. 

4  Now  Jefus  from  Galilee  comes ; 
In  Jordan  the  rite  he  receives  : 
The  opening  heavens  confirm 
The  facred  example  he  gives  ! 

5  While  thofe  who  rejefted  the  Lamb, 
In  darknefs  and  error  remain'd, 
The  converts,  confeffing  their  fins, 
This  pledge  of  their  pardon  obtained. 

6  In  ev*ry  command  of  his  lips, 
To  us  an  exa:,.ple  is  giv'n  : 
The  Pattern  \ve  follow  is  true. 
For  Jefus  receiv'd  it  from  heaven. 


HYIMN   51.     S.  M.  Oricinal. 

For  If  ive  have  been  planted^  ^c.     Rom.  vi.  $. 

TN  planted  grain  we  view 
A  figure  plain  and  clear — 
Chrift's  death  and  his .  immerfion  toft 

Unitedly  appear. 


BAPTISM. 

z       ImmersM  from  human  fight, 
In  likenefs  of  our  Lord, 
His  refurre(ftion  gives  us  light ; 
By  his  is  our^s  aiFur'd. 

3  This  glorious  Lord  of  All 
Said,  ere  he  rofe  on  high, 

" "  Except  a  corn  of  wheat  Ihall  fal! 
**  Into  the  ground  and  die, 

4  ^*  No  fruit  (hall  thence  be  feen, 
"  Nor  increafe  in  the  field  ; 

**  But  if  it  die,  'twill  rife  again, 
"And  plentifully  yield." 

5  Thou  art  this  corn  of  wheat,* 
Jefus,  from  thee  we  fpring  : 

The  number  of  thy  faints  is  great. 
Who  fhall  in  glory  fing. 

6  Ere  thou  upon  the  tree 
For  finners  vile  didft  bleed. 

Thy  faithful  Father  promised  thee 
That  thou  fhouldft  fee  thy  feed. 

7  Thee  we  extol  in  fongs 
Of  endlefs  joy  and  praife  : 

To  thee  this  glorious  pow'r  belongs 
From  fin  our  fouls  to  raife. 

8  Now  from  a  facred  love 

To  Chrift,  who  lovM  us  firft. 
The  kindnefs  of  his  laws  we  prove, 
And  in  him  fully  truft. 

9  Baptiz'd  into  the  name 

Of  Him  who  left  the  dead. 
And  rofe  to  endlefs  pow*r  and  fame,- 
We  Ihall  be  like  our  Head. 

*  The  Jewifh  corn  wa»  remarkably  produdlivc. 


'51 


53  BAPTISM. 

HYMN  52.     L.M. 

Chr'ift^s  lowly  and  exalted Jlate. 

1  f~^  OME,  all  ye  fons  of  grace,  and  view 
^^  Your  bleeding  Saviour's  love  to  you  : 
Behold  him  fmk  with  heavy  woes. 

And  give  his  life  to  fave  his  foes  ! 

2  When  you  behold  the  facred  wave, 
You  fee  the  emblem  of  his  grave  : 
Come,  all  who  would  his  laws  obey. 
And  view  the  place  where  Jefus  lay. 

3  But  not  death's  adamantine  chain 
Could  long  the  mighty  Lord  detain  ; 
Behold  him  cheer  tlie  heavy  gloom. 
And  rife  refulgent  from  the  tomb. 

4  When  you  afcend  above  the  flood. 
Then  call  to  mind  the  rifmg  God  : 
Ye  faints,  lift  up  your  joyful  eyes, 
Exulting  fee  your  Saviour. rife. 

5  Ye  too  are  bury'd  with  your  Lord, 
Who  in  the  water  own  liis  %yord, 
And  joyfully  behold  therein. 

An  emblem  of  your  death  to  fin, 

6  Frefh  from  the  ft  ream,  and  fiU'd  with  love. 
Far  from  the  tents  of  fm  remove ; 

Nobly  from  ftrength  to  ftrength  proceed, 
And  rife  to  every  wortliy  deed. 

HYMN  53.     CM.      «  Burnha.v 

Chri/l  the  Head  and  King  of  Z'lon. 
1  /^N  Jordan  we  would  often  mufe, 
^^  And  view  the  Lamb  of  God* 
With  John  defcending  in  tlie  ftream. 
And  plung'd  beneath  the  flpod- 


BAPTISM. 

While  great  Jehovah's  voice  is  heard 

From  the  pure  realms  of  light ; 
"  This  is  my  well-beloved  Son,  ^ 

« In  whom  is  my  delight." 
Thus  Chrift  tlie  great  example  gives  : 

All  heav'n  approves  the  deed  ! 
Thus  the  dear  faints  purfue  the  path 

Of  Zion's  glorious  Head. 
Dear  Lord,  when  thefe,  thy  ranfom*d  faints, 

Are  in  thy  name  baptiz'd. 
Shine  from  thy  glorious  throne  of  grace. 

And  Ihew  thyfelf  well  pleas' d. 
Honoured  with  God's  approving  fmile^ 

And  bleffings  from  above, 
Thett  fet  the  world  with  anger  frown. 

We'll  pity,  pray,  and  love. 
I  All  the  commands  of  Z  ion's  King 

We'll  cordially  embrace ; 
For  all  iiis  ways  are  pav'd  with  love. 

And  all  his  paths  are  peace. 


HYMN   54.     CM. 

Saints  invited  to  duty, 

COME,  all  ye  humble  fons  of  grace, 
Who  feel  the  weight  of  fm, 
Confefs  before  Jehovah's  face 
How  vile  your  hearts  have  been. 

If  you  fincere  repentance  feel 

For  every  hateful  (lain, 
Teftis  your  broken  hearts  will  heal, 

Jefus  will  make  you  clean. 
K  e 


54  BAPTISM. 

3  To  the  baptifmal  w^ter  come, 

Chrift's  own  appointed  way. 
The  emblem  of  your  Saviour's  tomb  : 
O,  come  ""Without  delay. 

4  Welcome  you  are,  and  you  alone, 

This  facred  rite  to  fhare  ! 
To  nat'ral  men  can  ne'er  be  known 
What  Heaven  has  taught  us  here. 

5  Here  with  admirhig  eyes  we  view 

Our  dying,  rifmg  Lord  : 
Through  grace  refolve  to  live  anew, 
Obedient  to  his  word. 

6  Eternal  God,  thy  power  difplay 

To  wound  and  heal  the  heart  : 
Thee  may  thy  people  all  obey, 

Nor  from  thy  will  depart.  h 


HYMN   55.     ».  M.  B.r.sham. 

The  two  Jirft  go/pel  requ'ifites. 

"O  EPENT  and  be  baptized, 

•*-^  Saith  your  redeeming  Lord ; 

Ye  all  are  now  apprized 

That  'tis  your  Saviour's  word  : 
Arife,  arife,  without  delay, 
And  his  divine  commands  obey. 

Ye  penitential  race, 

Who  fall  at  Jefus'  feet, 

Sav'd  by  his  glorious  grace. 

Come,  to  his  will  fubmit  ; 
And  be  baptiz'd  without  delay. 
And  his  divine  command  obey. 

Come,  ye  believing  train, 

No  m6re  this  truth  withdand ; 


BA?TISM.  55 

No  longer  think  It  vain 

T'  obey  your  Lord's  command : 
l^vBut  hafte,  arife,  without  delay, 
And  be  baptized  in  Jefus'  way. 
4       Jefus,  thou  Prince  of  Peace, 

To  thy  great  name  we  pray  ; 

Make  the  converted  race 

Thine  ordinance  obey ; 
O  may  thy  love  their  fouls  overcome. 
And  draw  them  to  thy  liquid  tomb. 


HYMN   56.,      S.  M. 

Uni'verfal  obedience, 
A  LL  you  tliat  in  the  flood 
'^^^^ave  own'd  your  holy  Lord, 
And  to  his  people  joined  yourfelves, 
.  According  to  his  word  ; 
Ifi  Zion  you  mud  dwejl^ 
Her  altar  ne'er  forfake  ; 
Muft  come  to  all  her,  folemn  feaft?, 
And  all  her  joys  partake. 

She  mud  employ  your  thoughts. 
And  your  unceafing  care ; 
Her  welfare  be  your  conftant  wi(h, 
And  her  iacreafe  your  pray'r. 
With  humblenefs  of  mind, 
Amongft  her  fons  rejoice  : 
A  rneek  and  quiet  fpirit  is 
With  God  of  highell  price, 
'i'ver  offend  nor  grieve 
^ir  brethren  in  the  way  ; 

the  dark  abodes  of  llrife, 
:.ildren  of  the  day. 


56  BAPTISM. 

6       Highly  in  love  efteem 

Your  paftors  in  the  Lord  ; 
The  means  &£  life  on  them  beftow, 
Who  labour  in  the  word. 


HYMN  57.     L.  M. 

Saint  and  hypocrite  contrajled, 

A  LL  you  that  in  the  facred  flood 
*^^  Have  humbly  ownM  your  Saviour  God, 
His  great  command  lies  on  you  ilill ; 
All  righteoufnefs  you  muft  fulfil. 

With  fcrup'lous  care  the  hypocrite 
Attends  to  each  external  rite, 
While  juftice,  truth,  and  faith  depart. 
And  aU  religion  of  the  heart. 

For  weightier  matters  of  the  law 
He  feels  no  zeal,  nor  love,  nor  awe  ; 
And  feeks  by  rituals  to  atone 
For  fins  and  follies  he  has  done. 

But  the  enlighten'd  foul  purfues 
The  call  of  God  with  different  views  ; 
He  round  a  nobler  centre  moves, 
Obeying  Chrift  becaufe  he  loves. 

If  he  attend  the  preached  word, 
He  waits  a  vifit  from  his  Lord  ; 
Or  at  each  ordinance  appear. 
He  humbly  hopes  to  meet  him  there. 

And  if  Immanuel  (hev/s  his  face, 
Blefling  the  feafon  wiih  his  grace, 
With  llrength  renew'd,  the  faint  proceeds 
In  heav'nly  love  and  righteous  iditQ^^, 


'  BAPTISM.  t 

HYMN    5S,     L.  M.  Original 

John  Ba^tt/Ps  preaching, 

1  TN  Juda*s  dreary  wildernefs 

-■■  The  herald  Baptift  preaching  came, 
Commiffion'd  from  the  Father^s  throne 
To  teach  repentance  in  his  name. 

2  His  raiment  was  of  camel's  hair, 
A  leathern  girdle  *bouthis  loins  ; 
Locuft  and  honey  were  his  meat, 
And  gofpel  baptifm  he  enjoins — 

3  «  Ye  who  of  Abraham  are  the  feed, 

"  Who  look  for  bleffings  in  his  name, 
<'  Of  fm  repent — believe  in  Chrift — 
«  This  ordinance  you  then  may  claim. 

4  "  In  the  new  kingdom  of  our  Lord 

"  No  claims  like  your's  can  e'er  be  known  ; 
**  Your  hearts  muft  be  renewed  by  grace, 
«  Or  you  will  feel  God's  righteous  frown.*^ 

5  "  Unto  the  root  of  ev'ry  tree 

<*  The  ax  of  juftice  now  is  laid  ; 

«  Fruits,  of  repentance  meet,  bring  forth, 

«  Or  all  your  branching  hopes  wiU  fade. 

6  "  In  Jefus'  winnVing  hand  is  held 

«  His  fan  ;  his  floor  he'll  throughly  purge, 

"  Into  his  gamer  bring  the  wheat, 

"  And  burn  the  chaff  with  fiery  rage." 

7  Praife  to  the  Spirit's  wondrous  grace, 
Who  led  me  to  the  bleeding  Lamb, 
Who  taught  my  foul  in  liim  to  truft 
By  faith  in  his  moft  glorious  name. 

I   Baptiz'd  with  him  beneath  the  wave, 
Each  of  his  fteps  I  long  to  trace  : 
I  :\  all  his  ways  my  foul  delights, 
Wi:en  quick^u'd  by  his  fovereign  grace. 


5S  BAPTISM. 

HYMN  59.    L.  M. 

Jordan  honoured. 

1  CEE  in  what  place  our  Jefus  lay, 

Before  he  flied  atoning  blood  ; 
Chriftians  !  for  you  he  marked  this  way ; 
Behold  your  great  redeeming  God  ! 

2  The  Sun  of  Righteoufnefs  his  beams 
(Though  fo  divinely  fair  and  bright,) 
Immers'd  in  Jordan's  fwelling  ftreams, 
And  fhed  fweet  glory  on  this  rite  ! 

3  O  Jordan  !    honoured  oft  before  ! 
What  greater  glory  would' ft  thou  have. 
Than  Chrift,  defcending  from  thy  fhore, 
To  find  in  thee  a  liquid  grave  ? 

4  Thy  ftreams  retir'd  on  either  fide. 
And  for  the  ark  once  form'd  a  way  ! 
Elijah  too  did  thee  divide  ; 

His  mantle  taught  thy  ftreams  t'  obey  I 

5  PlungM  by  the  holy  Baptift's  hand, 
BuryM  in  thee  our  Saviour  lies : 
Did  not  tly  waters  wond'ring  ftand. 
To  fee  him  fmk,  and  fee  him  rife  ? 

6  Bleft  fepulchre  !  where  Jefus  lay. 
Which  Jefus  for  us  fan<5tifies ! 
Bleft  flood  !    to  wafti  our  fms  aw^ay. 
And  fuik  them  fo  as  ne'er  to  rife, 

HYMN    60.       L.  M.  E.  Jones 

God's  precepts  tndifpenfabk, 
I   CUCH  are  our  God's  appointed  ways, 

Where  walk'd  the  faints  in  ancien:  day . 
This  path  divine  apoftles  trod, 
'Twas  honoured  by  the  Son  of  God. 


BAPTISM.  59 

3  Thtts  we  obey  as  God  hath  bid, 
And  do  as  the  Redeemer  did  ; 
And  thus  enjoined,  we  would  not  dare 
With  men,  or  fleHi,  or  blood  confer. 

3  So  we  our  faith  and  hope  exprefs, 

In  pard'ning  and  in  cleanfmg  grace ; 
So  we  the  folemn  fignal  give, 
We're  dead  to  fm,  to  God  we  live. 

4  To  God  !   What  infinite  delight 
To  faints  and  feraphs  is  the  fight ! 
Thefe  Chriftians  thus  their  fms  difown. 
And  put  the  badge  of  Jefus  on. 

5  Behold  the  youth,  while  in  their  bloom, 
To  Jefus  Chrirt  the  Saviour  come  ; 
Behold  they  come  without  delay, 
Walking  in  God's  commanded  way, 

6  All  hail,  ye  fouls  of  happy  lot ! 
To  Jefus  all  your  pow'rs  devote  : 
He  that  hath  done  fo  much  for  you, 

Hath  ftrength  and  will  to  bear  you  through. 

HYMN  61.     H.  M. 

The  glory  of  Chrlfl^s  immerjlon, 
I       "X^lTHAT  condefcending  grace 
Did  our  dear  Lord  difplay 
At  Jordan's  flowing  ftreams. 
On  his  baptizing  day  ! 
Here,  Lord,  we  fee  thy  glory  bright. 
And  follow  thee  with  great  delight. 

iiehold  the  man  of  God 
At  humble  diftance  ftands, 
And  to  baptize  his  Lord 
Withholds  his  a<ftive  hands  : 


60  BAPTISM. 

<  I  {land  in  need,*  he  meekly  Md, 

*  To  be  baptIzM  by  thee  my  Head/ 

3  Jefus  replies  to  John, 
«  Suffer  it  thus  to  be  ; 

"  My  Father's  will  be  done, 

*«  It  thus  becometh  me  : 
"  And  all  my  faints  fhould  thus  fulfil 
"  My  holy  Father's  righteous  will.'* 

4  The  Baptift  then  obey'd, 
And  ftraight  beneath  the  wave 
Of  honoured  Jordan  laid 
This  mighty  Prince  to  fave. 

Why  fhould  we  fear  to  follow  him, 
Who  faves  our  fouls  from  hell  and  fm  i 

5  Afcending  from  the  floo^ 
The  heavens  open*d  were  ; 
The  Spirit  like  a  dove 
Did  on  him  then  appear. 

The  voice  proclaims,  *  My  pleafure's  done 

*  By  this  my  well-beloved  Son.* 

6  Into  thy  watery  tomb, 
Dear  Jefus,  we  defcend  ; 
'Tis  grace  that  gives  us  room 
To  lie  with  fuch  a  friend. 

We  quit  the  grave,  and  with  thee  rife. 
To  leave  the  world  and  reach  the  fkies. 


HYMN   62,     L.  M.  s.  Stennett. 

**  A/iJ  forth  with  came  there  out  Hood  and  <water. 


r\  KIND   Redeemer  !  in  thy  fide 
^^  Upon  the  crofs  was  made  a  wound 
The  bath  where  we  are  purg'd  from  fi?:;, 
And  where  our  guilt's  entirely  dfovva'd- 


BAPTISM.  61 

2  Water  and  blood  hence  freely  ran, 
And  on  the  trembling  earth  were  fpilt : 
Water  to  fandify  and  cleanfe, 

Blood  to  atone  for  crimfon  guilt. 

3  This  wondrous  grace  to  reprefent, 
Baptifmal  waters  were  defign'd, 

In  which  thou,  Lord,  waft  bury'd  too, 
To  thy  great  Father's  will  refign'd. 

4  Thus  penitents  who  die  to  fin. 
With  thee  are  bury'd  in  thy  grave  ; 
Thus  quicken'd  to  a  life  divine, 
Their  fouls  a  refurred^ion  have. 

5  And  though  their  bodies  turn  to  duft. 
This  holy  fymbol  does  a/Ture 

The  refurre*flion  of  the  juft 

Shall  render  them  all  bright  and  pure. 

6  Made  like  his  body  our's  fhall  be. 
When  Chrift,  who  is  our  life,  appears  ; 
Who  to  procure  us  life,  was  once 
Baptized  in  his  own  blood  and  tears. 

HYIVIN  63.     CM.  Burnham. 

Jefus'  paths, 

1  TIJ  ARK  !  hark  !  ye  faints,  'tis  Jefus  fpeaks, 
To  Jefus  now  attend  ; 
This  is  the  way  the  faints  of  old 
Confefs'd  their  dying  Friend. 

Lord,  may  we  ftill  thy  paths  purfue. 

Thy  great  commands  obey  ; 
^  nd  view  the  fmiles  of  thy  dear  face 

4.K  aach  appointed  way. 

F 


62  BAPTISM. 

HYMN  64.     L.  M.  S.Stennett. 

Ark  of  Noah, 

1  \y\7HEN  the  old  world  God's  patience  try'd, 
«  And  long  his  threatening  vengeance  darM, 

The  righteous  Noah  flivour  found, 
His  family  alone  was  fpar'd. 

2  In  fecret  chambers  of  the  ark 
They  all  fecure  from  danger  He, 

When  th'  ocean's  banks  were  broke,  and  floods 
Burft  through  the  windows  of  the  fky. 

3  Proud  waters  o'er  the  mountains  roll, 
And  common  ruin  widely  fpread  ; 

Yet  the  blefs'd  patriarch's  houle  furvives. 
When  all  mankind  befide  were  dead. 

4  At  the  Almighty's  awful  word 
Th'  obfequious  floods  retire  again  ; 
And  Noah  from  his  myftic  tomb 
Peoples  the  ruin'd  earth  with  men. 

5  So  to  reftore  a  world  o'erwlielm'd 
Widi  guilt  and  mis'ry,  dead  in  fms. 
Our  Saviour,  rifing  from  the  grave. 
Another  race  of  men  begins  ! 

6  New  creatures  of  a  heav'nly  form, 
Wliofe  fouls  his  facred  imago  bear  ; 
While  dead  to  fin,  they  live  to  God, 
And  fpollefs  in  white  robes  appear. 

7  Bnry'd  in  their  Redeemer's  grave, 
Yi'iih.  him  they  live,  with  him  they  iife: 
Wiiile  the  loft  race  of  luiman  kiud 
Deiug*d  with  iin  and  ruin  lies. 

S   O  happy  fouls»  whom  grace  revive^  ' 
Their  bodies  too  their  Lord  wil! 
RefinM,  and  fit  for  holy  fouls, 
T«  fee  his  face,  and  fin^  his  praifs. 


BAPTISM.  OJ 

HYMN   65.     L.  M. 

Gq^el  in/lit  tftions  point  te  J  ejus. 

JESUS,  my  Saviour  and  my  King, 
To  thee  my  grateful  heart  I  i>ring  : 
Thou  art  all  glorious  in  my  eyes  : 
On  tliee  my  whole  dependence  lies. 
Thou  haft  been  flaui,  O  Lamb  of  God, 
Thou  haft  rede  .T.'d  mc  with  thy  blood  I 
Thine  arm  al^ne  can  fet  me  free  ; 
My  whole  falvation  refts  on  thee. 
I  will  not  build  on  \vha:*s  my  own. 
Nor  truft  to  works  nor  duties  done  ; 
On  thee  alone  my  hopes  1  place, 
My  only  refuge  is  thy  grace. 
Not  mine  own  arm  can  me  fuftain  ; 
Nor  outward  waihings  make  me  clean  : 
No  works  of  mine  my  debt  can  pay  ; 
No  tears  can  wafh  my  ftains  away. 
No  ordinances  can  atone  ; 
They  only  make  my  Saviour  known  ! 
They  may  as  emblems  brightly  fhine, 
But  all  the  work,  my  God,  is  thine. 
The  fountain  thou  haft  ever  been, 
Whofe  ftrearns  can  wafh  away  my  fui ; 
Walh  me,  O  wafh  me  in  that  flood. 
That  ever-cleanfmg  ftream,  thy  blood. 

HYMN    66.       L.  M-  OR^CI^^AL. 

John  ahaftng  him/elf  and  exaliing  Chrljl, 
\f'jlV\\  what  a  meek  andjiumble  mind 
"*         pid  John  announce  his  glorious  Lord  ; 
"  This,  this  is  he  of  whom  I  fpake, 
*'  Before  me  is  he  mucn  preferr'd." 


64  BAPTISM. 

2  When  afkM  by  many,  «  Who  art  thou  V 
To  them  moft  freely  he  confeft, 

"  God's  harbinger  to  you  I  am, 
"But  trulf'I  am  not  the  Chriit. 

3  «  The  glory  of  this  wondrous  Chrift, 
"  With  riling  beams,  appears  divine : 
"  But  i  his  willing  fervant  own 

"  That  mine  will  fho;'»]y  ceafe  to  fiiine, 

4  "  The  latchet  of  his  Ihoes  t'  unloofe 
"  Unworthy  are  my  finful  hands  ; 

"  So  far  furpaffing  is  my  Lord 

"  The  meffenger  whom  he  commands. 

5  "  But  while  my  glory  fades  with  time, 
"  In  him  believing,   I  rejoice  ; 

*'  This  Lamb  of  God  my  triumph  is, 
**  The  objed  of  my  happy  choice. 

6  "  This  Jefus,  whom  I've  now  baptizM, 
"  And  laid  beneath  the  yielding  flood, 
"  Will  raife  me  to  his  heav'nly  home, 

**  Through  his  moft  efficacious  blood.** 


HYMN    67.     L.M.  Original. 

T/j2  PhU'ippian  jfailsr  ;    ovy  Paul  and  Silas  in  pri/on* 

1  l-J  OW  rich  and  fovereign  is  the  grace 
'*■      Wliich  God  extends  to  feeble  faints ; 

'  Nor  bars,  nor  bolts,  nor  guarded  place 
His  prefence  with  them  e'er  preventis. 

2  When  Paul  and  Silas  were  confined, 
And  fcourg'd,  to  ftill  the  people's  rage. 
Although  their  feet  in  flocks  they  find. 
Their  fouls  in  pray'r  and  praife  engage. 


BAPTISM.  65 

«  The  prisoners  heard  their  midnight  pray'r, 
And  witnefsM  their  loud  fongs  of  praile, 
While  God  his  glory  made  appear 
In  terrible  and  gracious  ways  ! 

4  The  bold  foundations  of  the  jail 

An  earthquake  totters  from  their  Jbafe ! 
Each  hardy  centinel  turns  pale  ! 
Amazement  ftrikes  each  prisoner's  face  ! 

5  Nor  bolts  nor  locks  their  hold  can  keep, 
Now  opes  each  mafly  door  at  will ; 
The  jailer,  waking  from  his  fleep, 

His  fword  unftieaths  himfelf  to  kill. 

6  Paul  cries,  the  mefTenger  of  peace, 

<  Thyfelf  touch  not ;  each  prisoner's  here  ; 

The  jailer,  trembling,  fues  for  grace, 

««  How  can  my  foul  from  guilt  be  clear  V* 

7  Taught  by  God's  Spirit  truth  to  fpeak, 
Thefe  heralds  fay,  '  Believe  in  Chrift  ; 
«  In  him  true  peace  of  confcience  feek, 

«  On  his  atonement  fully  reft.' 
S  In  faith,  the  jailer  hears  the  voice 
Of  mercy,  and  is  ftraight  baptiz'd  ; 
His  houfehold  too  in  Chrift  rejoice, 
With  him  immers'd,  as  duty  priz'd. 
Q  Behold  the  jailer's  love  to  God  ! 
Behold  tlie  work  of  faith  with  pow'r  ! 
Quick  he  refreih'd  thefe  faints  with  food  . 
Their  ftripes  he  walh'd  in  that  fame  honv  \ 
lo  O  what  a  wondrous  gift  is  grace  ! 
It  lifts  the  foul  to  God  above, 
Huilies  the  raging  heart  to  peace, 
Bifrolvlng  it  in  holy  love  I 

F2 


66  BAPTISM.     . 

HYMN     eS,       CM.  BURKHAM. 

Duty's  glorious  reward. 

1  V^HAT  are  thpfe  rays  of  fhrning  light, 

That  ftreain  from  yonder  hill ! 
"While  we  behold  the  wondrous  fcene, 
Pleafures  divine  we  feel. 

2  Surely  Jehovah  is  well  pleasM, 

Elfe  why  thefe  beams  of  love  ? 

While  we  obey  this  high  command, 

Wliat  growing  joys  we  prove  I 

HYMN    69.     L.  M.  Gregg. 

Not  afiamed  rf  Chr'ffl, 

1  TESUS,  and  fhall  it  ever  be  ! 

*J    A  mortal  man  alham'd  of  thee  ! 
Afham'd  of  thee,  whom  angels  praife, 
Whofe  glories  fhine  through  endlefs  days  \ 

2  Afham'd  of  Jefus  !  fooner  far 
Let  evening  bluih  to  own  a  ftar  ; 
He  ftieds  the  beams  of  light  divine, 
0*er  this  benighted  foul  of  mine. 

3  AfiiamM  of  Jefus  !  juft  as  foon 
Let  midnight  be  afham*d  of  noon  ; 
'Tis  midnight  with  my  foul,  till  he. 
Bright  moming-ftar,  bid  darknefs  flee, 

4  Afliam'd  of  Jefus  !   that  dear  friend 
On  whom  my  hopes  of  heav'n  depend  ! 
No  :   when  I  blufh — be  this  my  fhame, 
That  I  no  more  revere  his  name. 

5  Afliam'd  of  Jefus !  yes,  I  may, 
When  I've  no  guilt  to  wafli  away, 
No  tear  to  wipe,  no  good  to  crave. 
No  fears  to  (juell,  no  fpul  to  fave.  ^ 


BAPTISM.  67 

6  Till  then— nor  is  my  boafting  vain— 
Till  then,   I  boall  a  Saviour  flain  ! 
And  O,  may  this  my  glory  be, 
That  Chrift  is  not  afham'd  of  me  1 

7  His  inftitutions  would  I  prize, 

Take  up  my  crofs,  the  (harne  defpifc  ; 
Dare  to  defend  his  noble  caufe, 
And  yield  obedience  to  his  laws. 


HYMN  70.      CM.  CowpER. 

Chrijl  the  fountain, 

1  "y  HERE  is  a  fountain  filled  with  blood, 

-^      Drawn  from  Immanuel's  veins ; 
And  finners  plung'd  beneath  that  flccd 
Lofe  all  their  guilty  ftains, 

2  The  dying  thief  rejoic'd  to  fee 

That  fountain  in  his  day  ; 
O  may  I  there,  though  vile  as  he, 
Wafh  all  my  fnis  away  ! 

2  Dear  dying  Lamb,  thy  precious  bleed 
Shall  never  lofe  its  pow'r, 
Till  all  the  ranfom'd  church  of  God 
Be  fav'd,  to  iin  no  more. 

4  E'er  fmce,  by  faith,  I  faw  the  ftreanj 
Thy  flowing  wounds  fupply, 
iledeeming  love  has  been  my  theme. 
And  fliall  be  till  I  die. 

■^    .hen  this  lifping,  ftammering  tongue 
alent  in  the  grave. 


a  nobler,  fweeter  fong 
ng  thy  povv'r  to  fcive. 


6S  BAPTISM. 

HYIVTN  71.     CM.  Rylaxd,  jun. 

Difficulties  in  the  ivny  of  duty  Jurmounted. 

1  CTAY,  fays  the  world,  and  tafte  a  while 
*^   My  every  pleafant  fweet ; 

Hinder  me  notf  my  foul  replies, 
Becaufe  the  way  is  great. 

2  Stay,  Satan,  my  old  m after,  cries, 

Or  force  fhall  thee  detain  ; 
Hinder  me  not^  I  will  be  gone. 
My  God  has  broke  thy  chain. 

3  In  all  my  Lord's  appointed  ways, 

My  journey  I'll  purfue  ; 
Hinder  me  not,  ye  much-lov'd  faints, 
For  I  mull  go  with  you. 

4  Through  floods  and  flames,  if  Jefus  lead, 

I'll  follow  where  he  goes  ; 
Hinder  me  not,  fliall  be  my  cry. 
Though  earth  and  hell  oppofe. 

5  Through  duty,  and  through  trials  too 

I'll  go  at  his  command  ; 

Hinder  me  not,  for  I  am  bound 

To  my  ImmanuePs  land. 

6  And  when  my  Saviour  calls  me  home, 

Still  this  my  cry  Ihall  be. 
Hinder  me  not,  come,  welcome  death, 
I'll  gladly  go  with  thee. 

HYMN    72.     CM.  Hoi  den. 

Dialogue  between  Chrijl  and  the  Church, 
I     «   A  RISE,  my  love,  my  undefil'd, 
"  And  make  no  longer  fray 
"  The  dreary  winter's  fled  at  lad, 
"  Make  haftc  and  come  away. 


BAFTISM.  69/ 

2  **  The  rain  is  paft,  the  vernal  year 
"Is  cloth'd  in  fweet  array  : 
<*  The  pleafant  fruits  invite  your  tafte  : 
*«  Arife,  and  come  away. 

5  "  With  gentle  voice  and  plaintive  flraiss 
«  The  turtle  chides  your  flay  : 
**  The  early  birds  invite  my  love 
<*  To  rife,  and  come  away." 

4  « Thy  voice  we  hear,  and  thine  alone, 

» Dear  Saviour,  we'll  obey  : 
<  Be  like  a  roe,  nor  from  us  part 

*  Until  the  dawning  day. 

5  <  O  turn  thou  not  till  Bether*s  mount 

*  Become  a  level  way . 

*  Like  a  young  hart,  O  tarry  not, 

*  Arife,  and  come  away.' 


HYMN    7S.      8  &  7.  Newton. 

Prai/e  fo  Him  luho  tvq/hes  his  faints  in  his  blood, 

I  T  ET  us  love,  and  fmg,  and  wonder, 

-■^  Let  us  praife  the  Saviour's  name  ! 

He  has  hufh'd  the  law's  loud  thunder, 

He  has  quench'd  mount  Sinai's  flame : 

He  has  wafh'd  us  with  his  blood. 

He  has  brought  us  nigh  to  God. 

"   i,?t  us  love  the  Lord  who  bought  us, 
Pity'd  us  when  enemies  ; 
■  r'd  us  by  his  grace,  and  taught  U5, 
^  .vye  us  ears,  and  gave  us  eyes  : 
He  has  wafh'd  us  with  his  blood, 
He  prefents  our  fouls  to  God. 


70  BAPTISM. 

3  Let  us  fmg,  though  fierce  temptations 
Threaten  hard  to  bear  us  down  ! 
For  the  Lord,  our  ftrong  falvatlon, 
Holds  in  view  the  conqueror's  crown. 
He  who  wafli'd  us  with  his  blood, 
Soon  will  bring  us  home  to  God. 

4.  Let  us  wonder  1   grace  and  juftice 
Join  and  point  to  mercy's  ftore ; 
When  through  grace  in  Chrift  our  truft  is, 
Juftice  Imiles,  and  alks  no  more. 
He  who  wafli'd  us  with  his  blood 
Has  iecur'd  our  way  to  God. 

5  Let  us  praife,  ^nd  join  the  chorus 

Of  the  faints,  enthron'd  on  high  ; 
Here  they  trufted  him  before  us, 
Now  their  praifes  fill  the  fky  : 
*'  Thou  haft  wafh'd  us  with  thy  blood, 
"  Thou  art  worthy.  Lamb  of  God  T* 

6  Hark  the  name  of  Jefus  founded 

Loud,  from  golden  harps  above  ! 
Lrrd,  we  blulli,  and  are  confounded. 
Faint  our  praifes,  cold  our  love. 
Wafh  our  fouls  and  fongs  with  blood. 
For  by  thee  we  come  to  God. 


HYMN   74.     L.  M. 

Single  verfes  on  the  ordinance, 

X X7HATE'ER  to  thee,  our  Lord  belongs, 
^  ^     Is  always  worthy  of  our  fongs : 
And  all  thy  W'orks,  and  all  thy  ways, 
.Demand  our  wonder  and  our  praife. 


BAPTISM. 

Beddome. 
Hofanna  to  the  church's  Head, 
Who  fuiFer'd  in  our  room  and  flead  ! 
He  was  immers'd  m  Jordan's  flood, 
And  then  immcrs'd  in  fweat  and  blood  ! 

J.  Stennett. 
Behold  the  grave  where  Jefus  lay. 
Before  he  fhedhis  precious  blood  ! 
How  plain  he  marked  the  humble  way 
To  finners,  through  the  my  (lie  flood. 

Beddome. 
All  ye  that  love  Immanuel's  name, 
And  long  to  feel  th'  increafmg  flame, 
'Tis  you,  ye  children  of  the  hght! 
Th«  Spirit  and  the  Bride  invite. 

H.  F. 
Ye  who  your  native  vilenefs  mourn, 
And  to  the  great  Redeemer  turn. 
Who  fee  your  wretched  lliate  by  fm, 
"  Ye  bleifed  of  the  Lord,  come  in." 

H.  F. 
Jefus,  my  Saviour,  and  my  all, 
Methinks  I  hear  thy  gentle  call ; 
Thefe  are  the  founds  that  chide  my  ftay;> 
"  Arife,  my  love,  and  come  awav.'* 

H.  F. 
Amazing  ,c:race  !    and  fliall  I  ftill 
Prove  difobedient  to  thy  will  ? 
Ah,  no  :  dear  Lord,  the  watery  tomb 
Brf'k^ngs  to  thee,  and  there  I  come. 

H.    *p 
Apoilles  no  J  thiisholy  ground. 
This'  is  the  road  believers  go  ; 
i^Ty  J^fus  in  tliis  way  was  found, 
h at  ^e  IV.  y  fo  ul  to  tread  it  too. 


72  BAPTISM, 

J.  Stennett. 
With  lowly  minds,  and  lofty  fongs, 
Let  all  admire  the  Saviour's  grace. 
Till  the  great  riling  day  reveal 
Th'  immortal  glory  of  his  face. 

G. 

To  Father,  Son,  and- Holy  Ghoft, 
We  humbly  dedicate  our  powers  : 
If  with  Jehovah's  bleiliug  crown' d, 
Immortal  happinefs  is  ours. 


HYMN   75.     L.  M.  Watts, 

Doxology, 

1  DLESS*D  be  the  Father,  and  his  lov^ 

To  whofe  celeftial  fource  we  owe 
Rivers  of  endlefs  joys  above. 
And  rills  of  comfort  here  below, 

2  Glory  to  tliee,  great  Son  of  God ! 
i^rom  whofe  dear  wounded  body  rolls 
A  precious  ftream  of  vital  blood. 
Pardon  and  life  for  dying  fouls. 

3  We  give  thee,  facrcd  Spirit,  praife. 
Who,  in  our  hearts  of  fm  and  wo, 
Mak'ft  living  fprings  of  grace  aiiie. 
And  into  boundleis  glory  flow* 

^   Thus  God  the  F;ither,  God  the  S.oiv 
And  God  the  Spirit,  we  adore, 
That  fea  of  hfe  and  love  unkaowru 
Wiihou;  a  Uoitonj  &t  jl  liiorr*. 


lord's  supper.  73 


LORD'S  SUPPER. 

HYMN    76.     L.  M.  Watts. 

J  preparatory  thought  for   the   Lord^s  Supper,    in 

imitation  ©/"Ifaiah  Ixiii.  i — 3. 

1  \X/HAT  heavenly  Man,  or  lovely  God.   ^ 

^  ^  Comes  marching  downward  from  the  iki«s, 
Avray'd  in  garments  roll'd  in  blood, 
,._,With  joy  and  pity  in  his  eyes  ? 

2  The  Lord  !  the  Saviour  !  yes,  *tis  he, 
I  know  him  by  the  fmiles  he  wears  ; 
Dear  glorious  Man  that  dy'd  for  me, 
Drench'd  deep  in  agonies  and  teafs. 

3  Lo  !  he  reveals  his  fhining  breaft, 
1  own  thofe  wounds,  and  I  adore ! 
Lo  !  he  prepares  a  royal  feaft, 
Sweet  fruit  of  the  Iharp  pangs  he  bore. 

4  Whence  flow  thefe  favours  fo  divine  1 
^     Lord  !  why  fo  lavifli  of  thy  blood  ? 

Why  for  fuch  earthly  fouls  as  minei 
This  heavenly  wine,  this  facred  food  ? 

5  *Twas  his  own  love  that  made  him  bleed, 
That  nail'd  him  to  the  curfed  tree  ; 
*Twas  his  own  love  this  table  fpread 
For  fuch  unworthy  guefts  as  we. 

6  Then  let  us  tafte  the  Saviour's  love ; 
Come,  faith,  and  feed  upon  the  Lord  ; 
With  glad  confent  our  lips  fhall  move, 
And  fw^et  hofannas  crown  tlie  board. 

G 


74  lord's  supper, 

HYMN   77.     L.  M.  J.  Stexnett. 

**  Thy  hingdom  ccme.''* 

1  T^HUS  we  commemorate  the  day 

On  which  our  deareft  Lord  was  (lain ; 
Thus  we  our  pious  homage  pay, 
Till  he  appears  on  earth  again. 

2  Come,  great  Redeemer,  open  wide 
The  curtains  of  the  parting  fky  : 
On  a  bright  cloud  in  triumph  ride, 
And  on  the  wind's  fwift  pinions  Hy. 

5  Come,  King  of  Kings,  with  thy  bright  traia, 
Cherubs,  and  feraphs,  heav'nly  hofts  ;  f^ 

AfTume  thy  right,  enlarge  thy  reign, 
As  far  as  earth  extends  her  coafts. 

f  Come,  Lord,  and  where  thy  crofs  once  ftood. 
There  plant  thy  banner,  fix  thy  throne ; 
Subdue  the  rebels  by  thy  word. 
And  claim  the  nations  for  thy  own. 

HtMN   78.     L.  M. 

Meditating  on  the  crofs  of  Chrift,  . 

[   f^  OME,  fee  on  bloody  Calvary, 
^-^  Sufpended  on  th*  accurfed  tree, 
A   harmlefs  fuff'rer  cover'd  o'er 
With  fiiame,  and  welt'ring  in  his  gore  ! 

I  Is  this  the  Saviour  long  foretold, 
To  ufher  in  the  age  of  gold  ? 
To  make  the  reign  of  forrow  ceafe, 
Artd  bind  the  jarring  world  in  peace  ? 

5  'Tis  He,  'tis  He, — he  kindly  fhrouds 
His  glories  in  a  night  of  clouds. 
That  fouls  might  from  their  ruin  rife 
And  heir  the  unperilhable  ikies. 


lord's  supper. 

4  See  to  their  refuge  and  their  reft, 
From  all  the  bonds  of  guilt  releas'd, 
Tranfgreifors  to  his  crofs  repair, 
And  find  a  full  redemption  there. 

5  Jefus,  what  millions  of  our  race 
Have  been  the  triumphs  of  thy  grace, 
And  millions  more  to  thee  Ihail  fly, 
'And  on  thy  facrifice  rely. 

6  That  tree,  that  curfe-empoifonM  tree, 
Which  prov'd  a  bloody  rack  to  thee, 
Shall  in  the  noble  ft  bleflings  Ihoot, 
And  fill  the  nations  with  its  fruit. 

7  The  forrow,  fhame,  and  death  were  thine. 
And  all  the  ftores  ot  wrath  divine  ! 
Our's  are  the  glory,  life,  and  blifs  : 
What  love  can  be  compar'd  to  this  I 


HYMN   79.    L.  M.  Beddome, 

Jefus  ivept,     John  xi.  35. 

SO  fair  a  face  bedew'd  with  tears  ! 
What  beauty  e'en  in  grief  appears  ! 
He  wept,  he  bled,  he  dyM  for  you  ; 
What  more,  ye  faints,  could  Jefus  do? 

Enthroned  above  with  equal  glow 
His  warm  aff"e6tions  downward  flow  ; 
111  our  diftrefs  he  bears  a  part, 
^rid  feels  a  fympathetic  fraart. 
.U  his  compaflTions  are  th«  fame, 
i  le  knows  the  frailty  of  our  frame  ; 
CHtr  heavieft  burdens  he  fi-iftains, 

in  oui'  forrows,  and  our  pains. 


76  lord's  supper. 

HYMN  80.    CM. 

J  ejus  ^^the  refur region  and  the  life,^* 

1  'X'HE  Sun  of  Righteoufnefs  appears, 

To  fet  in  blood  no  more  ! 
Adore  the  Scatt'rer  of  your  fears  ; 
Your  rifing  Sun  adore. 

2  The  faints,  when  he  refignM  his  breath, 

Unclos*d  their  fleeping  eyes  ; 
He  breaks  again  the  bands  of  death, 
Again  the  dead  arife. 

3  Alone  the  dreadful  race  he  ran. 

Alone  the  wine-prefs  trod  ; 
He  dy'd  and  fuffer'd  as  a  man. 
He  rifes  as  a  God  ! 

4  In  vain  the  (lone,,  the  watch,  the  feal 

Forbid  an  early  rife 
To  Him  who  breaks  the  gates  of  hell. 
And  opens  paradife. 

HYMN    81.     CM.  Steele. 

yin  invitation  to  the  go/pel  feajl,      Luke  xiv.  2  2. 

1  \^E  wretched,  hungry,  ftarving  poor. 

Behold  a  royal  feaft  ! 
Where  mercy  fpreads  her  bounteous  (lore 
For  every  humble  gueft. 

2  See,  Jefus  (lands  with  open  arms ; 

He  calls,  he  bids  you  come  : 
Guilt  holds  you  back,  and  fear  alarms ; 
But  fee,  there  yet  is  room — 

3  Room  in  tlte  S.aviour*s  bleeding  heart ; 

There  love  and  pity  meet  ; 
Nor  will  he  bid  the  foul  depart, 
That  trembles  at  his  feet. 


lord's  supper.*  "7"^ 

L  In  him  the  Father  reconcil'd 
Invites  your  fouls  to  come  ; 
The  rebel  {hall  be  call'd  a  child. 
And  kindly  welcom'dhome. 
r  O  come,  and  with  his  children  taae 
The  bleffings  of  his  love  ; 
While  hope  attends  the  fweet  repaa 
Of  nobler  joys  above. 

6  There,  with  united  heart  and  voice, 

Before  th'  eternal  throne,       ^  ^ 
Ten  thoufand  thoufand  fouls  rejoice, 
In.ecftafies  unknown. 

7  And  yet  ten  thoufand  thoufand  more 

Are  welcome  ftill  to  come  : 
Ye  longing  fouls,  the  grace  adore  ; 
Approach,  there  .yet  is  room  1 

HYMN   82,     L.M.  D.T.K^.K. 

Chriji's  exaltation. 
OW  far  above  thefe  ftarry  ikies 
Our  Jefus  fills  his  brighter  throne, 
Invifible  to  mortal  eyes, 
But  not  to  humble  faith  unknown. 
The  countlefs  hoft  that  round  him  ftand. 
The  fubjeas  of  his  fovereign  pow  r. 
Fly  through  the  world  at  his  command, 
Or  proftrate  at  his  feet  adore. 
,n  and  all  his  rebel  crew, 
,  ra^M  to  pull  his  kingdom  down, 
riu{h'd''w  his  hand  in  ruin,  now 
Lie  ticmbling  at  his  awful  frown. 


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78  lord's  supper. 

4  His  name  above  all  creatures  great, 
He  all  fuftalns  and  all  controls  ; 
Yet  from  his  high^exalted  ftate, 
Looks  kindly  down  on  humble  fouls. 

5  Though  in  the  glories  he  pofTefs'd 
Long  ere  this  world,  or  time  began. 
He  ihines  the  Son  of  God  confefs'd. 
Yet  owns  himfelf  the  Son  of  Man. 

6  Here  once  in  agonies  he  dy'd, 
Now  in  the  heav'ns  he  ever  lives  j 
Of  joy  there  pours  th'  eternal  tide. 
Here  faves  the  fmner  who  believes. 

7  All  hail !  thou  great  Immanuel,  hail ! 
Ten  thoufand  bleffings  on  thy  name  ! 
While  thus  thy  wondrous  love  we  tell, 
Our  bofoms  feel  the  facred  flame. 

S  Come,  quickly  come,  immortal  King  ! 
On  eartli  thy  regal  honours  raife. 
The  full  falvation  promis'd,  bring, 
Then  every  tongue  fhall  fmg  thy  praife ! 


HYIMN   83.     5  2>^\\, 

The  Lamb  /lain, 

1  A  ^-l^  glory  aiid  praife 

-^  ^  To  th'  Ancient  of  Days, 
Who  was  born  and  was  flain  to  redeem  a  loft  race. 

2  '  Salvation  to  God, 

Who  carry'd  our  load, 
And  purchased  our  lives  with  the  price  of  his  bloo.d. 

3  And  fliail  he  not  have 
The  lives  which  he  gave 

Such  an  infinite  ranfom  forever  to  fave  r 


i.ord's  supper.  ''^ 

4.  Yes,  Lord,  we  are  thine, 

And  eladly  refign  ,  . 

Our  fouls,  to  be  fill'd  with  the  fuUnefs  divmc. 

e       ■    How,  when  it  ftiall  be 
We  cannot  forefee  ; 

But  O  !  let  us  live,  let  us  die  unto  thee  ! 

HYMN   84.     L.  M.     Whitefield'sCol. 
BeholJ  the  man,    John  xix.  5. 

1  VE  that  pals  by,  behold  the  nian, 

^     The  man  of  giief  condemn^  tor  you  4 
The  Lamb  of  God  for  fniners  flam, 
Weeping  to  Calvary  purfue. 

2  His  facred  limbs  they  ftretch,  they  tear, 
With  nails  they  fatten  to  the  wood ; 
His  facred  limbs— expos'd  and  bare, 
Or  only  cover'd  with  his  blood. 

2  See  there  his  temples  crownM  with  thonvj. 
His  bleeding  hands  extended  wide, 
His  ftreaming  feet  transfixed  and  torn, 
The  fountain  guOiing  from  his  fide. 
4  Thou  dear,  thou  futTering  Son  of  God, 
How  doth  thv  heart  to  fmners  niove  . 
Sprinkle  on  us  thy  precious  blood, 
And  melt  us  with  thy  dying  love  ! 
c  The  canh  could  to  her  centre  qu.-.ke-, 
.ConvulsM,  when  her  Creator  dy'd  •, 
O  may  our  inmoil  nature  ihakc. 
And  bow  with  Jefus  crucify'd  I 
':  >.t  thy  laft  gafp,  the  graves  difpby'd 
•':  ..-ir  horrors  to  the  iipper  Ikies  ; 
'  ''  ihat  our  fouls  might  burft  the  ihsdi^ 
And,  quicken'd  by  thy  death,  fiiife'. 


80  lord's  supper. 

7  The  rocks  could  feel  thy  powerful  death, 
And  tremble,  and  afunder  part; 
O  rend,  with  thy  expiring  breath,        0 
The  harder  marble  of  our  heart. 


HYMN    85.      CM.       Dr.  Doddridge. 
Tei  there  is  room*     Luke  xiv.  22. 

1  'P'HE  King  of  Heaven  his  table  fpreads. 

And  dainties  crown  the  board  ; 
Not  paradife,  with  all  its  joys, 
Could  fuch  delight  afford. 

2  Pardon  and  peace  to  dying  men, 

And  endlefs  life  are  given  ; 
Through  the  rich  blood  that  Jefus  flied 
To  raife  the  foul  to  heaven. 

3  Ye  hungry  poor,  that  long  have   flray'd 

In  fm*s  dark  mazes,  come  ; 
Come,  from  your  mofl  obfcure  retreats. 
And  grace  fhall  find  you  room. 

4  Millions  of  fouls,  in  glory  now. 

Were  fed  and  feafted  here ; 
And  millions  more,  flill  on  the  way, 
Around  the  board  appear. 

5  Yet  is  his  houfe  and  heart  fo  large. 

That  millions  more  may  come  ; 
Nor  could  the  whole  aflembled  world 
0*er-fill  the  fpacious  room. 

6  All  things  are  ready,   com.e  away, 

Nor  weak  excufes  frame; 
Crowd  to  your  places  at  the  fearc, 
And  blefs  tlie  Founder's  nanr^. 


lord's  supper.  81 

HYMN   86.     H.  M.  S.Stenxett. 

Song  of  pralfe  to  Chriji, 

/^OME,  every  pious  heart 

^^  That  loves  the  Saviour's  name, 

Your  nobleft  powers  exert 

To  celebrate  his  fame : 
Tell  all  above,  and  all  below, 
The  debt  of  love,  to  him  you  owe. 

Such  was  hig  zeal  for  God, 

And  fuch  his  love  for  you, 

He  nobly  undertook 

What  Gabriel  could  not  do  : 
His  every  deed  of  love  and  grace 
All  words  exceed,  and  thoughts  furpafs. 

He  left  his  ftarry  crown. 

And  laid  his  robes  afide  ; 

On  wings  of  love  came  down. 

And  wept,  and  bled,  and  dy'd  : 
What  he  endurM,  O  who  can  tell  ? 
To  fave  our  fouls  from  death  and  hell. 

From  the  dark  grave  he  rofe, 

The  manfion  of  the  dead; 

And  thence  his  mighty  foes 

In  glorious  triumph  led  : 
Up  through  the  fky  the  Conqueror  rod*. 
And  reigns  on  high,  the  Saviour  God. 

From  thence  he'll  quickly  come, 

H.ii  chariot  will  not  (lay, 
'And  bear  our  fpirits  home 
\"Ci  realms  of  endlefs  viay ; 
:e.  ihall  we  fee  his  lovely  face, 

\i  ever  be  in  his  embrace. 


S2  lord's  supper. 

6       Jefus,  we  ne'er  can  pay 

The  debt  we  owe  thy  love  : 

Yet,  tell  us  how  we  njay 

Our  gratitude  approve  ; 
Our  hearts,  our  all,  to  thee  we  give  : 
The  gift,  though  fmall,  thou  wilt  receive. 


HYMN    87..    L.  M.  Watts. 

Chrijl  dying  J  rifing,  and  reigning, 

1  T-TE  dies  !  the  Friend  of  fmners  dies  1 

Lo  !   Salem's  daughters  weep  around ! 
''  A  folemn  darknefs  veils  the  fkies  ! 
A  fudden  trembling  fhakes  the  ground  ! 

2  Come,  faints,  and  drop  a  tear  or  two 
For  him  who  groan'd  beneath  your  load  j 
He  fhed  a  thoufand  drops  for  you, 

A  thoufand  drops  of  richer  blood  ! 

3  Here's  love  and  grief  beyond  degree  ! 
The  Lord  of  Glory  dies  for  men  ! 
Buc  lo  !  what  fudden  joys  we  fee  1 
Jefus  the  dead  revives  again  ! 

4  The  rifmg  God  forfakes  the  tomb  ; 
Up  to  his  Father's  court  he  flies  ; 
Cherubic  legions  guard  him  home. 
And  fhout  him  welcome  to  the  fkies. 

5  Break  off  your  tears,  ye  faints,  and  tell 
How  high  our  great  Deliverer  reigns  : 
Sing  how  he  fpoil'd  the  hofts  of  hell. 
And  led  the  monfter,  Death/in  chains. 

6  Say,  "  Live  forever,  wondrous  King, 

"  Born  to  redeem,  and  ftrong  to  fave !" 
Then  afk  the  monfter,  "  Where's  thy  ii'mg  • 
"  And  where's  thy  vid'ry,  boafting  grave  V 


LORD'ji  SUPPER.  83 

HYMN    88.     L.  M.         Madan's  Coil. 
The  Lord  our  rtghteoufriefs.     Jer.  xxlii.  6. 

1  TE8US,  thy  blood  and  righteoufners 
J  My  beauty  are,  my  glorious  drefs ; 
'Iwidfl  flaming  worlds,  in  thefe  array'd. 
With  joy  fliall  I  lift  up  my  head. 

2  When  from  the  dud  of  death  I  rife 
To  take  my  manfion  in  the  ikies, 
E'en  then  Ihall  this  be  all  my  plea, 
"Jefus  hath  liv'd  and  dy'd  for  me.'* 

3  Bold  (hall  I  ft  and  in  that  great  day. 
For  who  aught  to  my  charge  fhall  lay  ? 
While  through  thy  blood  abfolvM   I  am    ;^, 
From  fin's  tremendous  curfe  and  ffiame.    ?<* 

4  Thus  Abraham,  the  friend  of  God, 
Thus  all  the  armies  bought  with  blood, 
Saviour  of  Tinners  thee  proclaim, 
Sinners,  of  whom  the  chief  I  am. 

5  This  fpotlefs  robe  the  fame  appears 
When  ruin'd  nature  finks  in  years  ; 
No  age  can  change  its  glorious  hue, 
The  robe  of  ChriS:  is  ever  new. 

6  0!   let  the  dead  now  hear  thy  voice, 
Bid,  Lord,  thy  banifh'd  ones  rejoice  ; 
Their  beauty  this,  their  glorious  drefs, 
Jefus,  *'  the  Lord  our  righteoufnefs." 

HYMN   89.     CM.  J.Stexn.;tt, 

Bu.iqiiet  of  love. 

I  T  „OED,  at  thy  table  I  behold 
The  wonders  of  thy  grace  ; 
•ft  (noil  of  all  admire  that  I 
iihould  find  a  welcome  place  ;-— 


34  LORD*S  SlfPPER. 

2  I  that  am  all  defilM  with  fm, 

A  rebel  to  my  God ; 
I  that  have  crucify'd  his  Son, 
And  trampled  on  his  blood. 

3  What  ftrange  furprifing  grace  is  tliis,  ** 

That  fuch  a  foul  has  room  ! 
My  Saviour  takes  me  by  the  hand. 
My  Jefus  bids  me  come. 

4  "  Eat,  O  my  friends,"  the  Saviour  cries, 

"  The  feaft  was  made  for  you  : 
**  For  you  I  groan'd,  and  bled,  and  dy'd, 
"  And  rofe,  and  triumph'd  too.'* 

5  With  trembling  faith,  and  bleeding  hearts. 

Lord,  we  accept  thy  love : 
*Tis  a  rich  banquet  we  have  had  ! 
What  will  it  be  above  ? 

6  Ye  faints  below,  and  hofts  of  heaven, 

Join  all  your  praifmg  powers  : 
No  th*me  is  like  redeeming  love, 
No  Saviour  is  like  our's. 

7  Had  I  ten  thoufand  hearts,  dear  Lord, 

I'd  give  them  all  to  thee  : 
Had  I  ten  thoufand  tongues,  they  all 
Should  join  tlie  harmony. 

HYMN    90.     L.  M.  Beddom^. 

Holy  admiration  and  joy ^ 

1  JESUS,  when  faith  with  fi.^ed  eyes 
•>    Beholds  thy  wondrous  facrifice. 
Love  rifes  to  an  ardent  flame. 

And  we  all  other  hope  difclaim. 

2  With  cold  affections  who  can  fee 

.  The  thorns,  the  fcourge,  the  nails,  the  ^fftT;, 


lord's  supper.  o 

Thy  iUowing  tears,  and  purple  fweat, , 

Thy  bleeding  hands,  and  head,  and  feet  ? 

Lock,  faints,  into  his  op*mng  fide, 

The  breach  how  large,  how  deep,  how  wide! 

Thence  ilfues  forth  a  double  flood. 

Of  cleanfmg  water,  pardoning  blood. 

Hence,  O  my  foul,  a  balfam  flows, 

To  heal  thy  wounds  and  cure  thy  woes: 

Immortal  joys  come  flreaming  down, 

Joys,  like  his  griefs,  immenfe,  unknown  I 

Thus  I  could  fit,  and  ever  fiing 

The  fufF'rings  of  my  heavenly  King  j 

With  growing  pleafure  fpread  abroad 

The  myfl'rics  of  a  dying  God. 

HYMN  91.     CM.  J.Sten^nett. 

T6c  power  of  Jefus. 

JESUS  !   O  word  divinely  fweet ! 
How  charming  is  the  found  ! 
What  joyful  news !  what  heavenly  fenfe 

In  that  dear  name  is  found. 
Our  fouls,  all  guilty,  and  condemn^. 

In  hopelefs  fetters  lay  ; 
Our  fouls,  with  num'rous  fins  depravM, 

To  death  and  hell  a  prey. 
Jefus,  to  purge  away  this  guilt 

A  willing  victim  fell, 
/.ad  on  his  crofs  triumphant  broke 

iije  bands  of  death  and  hell. 
•  'av  fo^s  were  mighty  to  deftroy ; 
'  T    mighty  was  to  fave  : 
.'\'d,  but  could  not  long  be  hel(j 
^  pris'ner  in  the  grave. 


S6  jlord's  supper, 

5  Jefus  !  who  mighty  art  to  fave, 

Still  pulh  thy  conquefts  on ; 

Extend  the  triumifhs  of  thy  crofs, 

Where'er  the  fun  has  Ihone. 

6  O  Captain  of  Salvation  !  make 

Thy  pow*r  and  mercy  known  ; 
Till  crowds  of  willing  converts  comfe 
And  worfliip  at  thy  throne. 


HYMN    92.     CM.  Steele. 

Praife  to  the  Redeemer* 

1  T^O  our  Redeemer's  glorious  name 

Av/ake  the  faered  fong  ! 
O  may  his  love  (immortal  flame!) 
Tune  every  heart  and  tongue. 

2  His  love,  what  mortal  thought  can  reach  X 

What  mortal  tongue  difplay  ? 
Imagination's  utmoft  ftretch 
In  wonder  dies  4way. 

3  He  left  his  radiant  throne  on  high. 

Left  the  bright  realms  of  blifs, 
And  came  to  earth  to  bleed  and  die  !<— 
Was  ever  love  like  this  ? 

4  Dear  Lord,  w^hile  we  adoring  pay 

Our  humble  thanks  to  thee ; 

May  evVy  heart  with  rapture  fay, 

"The  Saviour  dy'd  for  me." 

5  O  may  the  fweet,  the  blifsful  theme 

Fill  every  heart  and  tongue  ; 
Till  Grangers  love  thy  charming  llamei 
Aad  JQia  the  faciei  fon^\ 


lord's  supper.  87 

HYMN  93.     8&7.  Oricinai,. 

Penitent  vieiv  of  Chrifl\s  death. 

<*  And  all  the  people  that  came  together  to  thttt  fight, 
behcld'tr.g  the  things  ivhich  'were  done,  fmote  itpon 
their  breajls^  and  returnedJ^     Luke  xxiii.  48. 

1  C  EE  !  the  Lord  to  death  furrenders, 
^  On  the  painful  crofs  depreft : 
Thofe  who  witnefs'd  that  day's  wonders, 

Tum'd  away  and  fmote  their  breaft  ! 

2  Shall  not  we,  who  know  his  favour, 

Who  now  celebrate  his  feafl, 
And  have  felt  his  name's  fvveet  favotir, 
Melting,  fmite  upon  our  breaft  ? 

3  View,  believers,  fin's  great  evil  ; 

Look  to  Him  on  whom  'twas  caft ! 
Knowing  that  your  nature's  fniful, 
Sin  detailing,  fmite  your  breaft. 

4  When  we  view  the  grief  of  Jefus, 

With  our  load  of  guilt  opprell ! 
We  behaving,  know  him  gracious, 
And  would  humbly  fmite  our  breaft. 

5  Penitent,  for  Jefus  panting, 

Never  may  we  fmful  reft  ; 
But,  while  holinefs  is  w^anting. 
Ever  fmite  upon  our  breaft. 

6  Never  till  our  habitation 

Is  in  heav'n,  from  fm  releas'd, 
3hally^"e  find  complete  falvation, 
But  have  caufe  to  fmite  our  breaft. 
\\  our  forrows  all  fliall  vanifh  ! 
^'^  ftiall  dwell  amongft  the  bleft  ! 
'  love  all  fear  fhall  banifh  ; 
i.ovsi  jhall  BU  each  happy  breaft. 


SS  lord's  SUPP£R. 

HYMN   94.     8  &:  7. 
Gratitude  for  th'e  atonements 

1  UAIL,  thou  once  defpifed  Jefus, 

Hail,  thou  Galilean  i&ing  ! 
Thou  did  ft  fuffer  to  releafe  us  ; 
Thou  didft  free  falvation  bring. 

2  Hail,  thou  agonizing  Saviour, 

Bearer  of  our  fm  and  fhame  ! 
By  thy  merits  we  find  favour  ; 

Life  is  given  through  thy  name. 
5  Pafehal  Lamb,  by  God  appointed, 

All  our  fins  on  thee  were  laid  : 
By  Almighty  Love   anointed. 

Thou  haft  full  atonement  made. 

4  All  thy  people  are  forgiv'n. 

Through  the  virtue  of  thy  blood : 
Open'd  is  the  gate  of  heav'n  ; 

Peace  defcends  to  man  from  GocL 

5  Jefus,  hail,  enthron'd  in  glory, 

There  forever  to  abide  ! 
All  the  heav'nly  hoft  adore  thee. 
Seated  at  thy  Father's  fide. 

6  There  for  finners  thou  art  pleading, 

There  thou  doft  our  place  prepare ; 
Ever  for  us  interceding, 
Till  in  glory  we  appear. 

7  Worfhip,  honour,  pow*r  and  bleffing 

Thou  art  worthy  to  receive  : 
Loudeft  praifes,  without  ceafmg. 
Meet  it  Is  for  us  to  give. 

3  Help,  ye  bright  angelic  fpirits ! 

Bring  your  fweeteft,  nobleft  lays ; 
Help  to  fmg  our  Saviour*s  merits  ; 
Help  to  chant  Immanuei's  prai(e. 


tORD*S  SUPPEP..  S9 

HYMN    95.      Eights.  Hart. 

The  refurreSion  and  glory  of  Chrlfl. 

1  T>EHOLD  !  the  bright  morning  appears, 
-*-^  And  Jefus. revives  from  the  grave  1 
His  rifing  removes  all  our  fears. 

And  proves  him  Almighty  to  fave. 

2  How  ftrong  were  his  tears  and  bis  cries  i 
The  worth  of  his  blood  how  divine ! 
How  perfe(5l  his  great  facrifice, 

Who  rofe,  though  he  fufFer'd  for  fm ! 

3  The  man  who  was  crowned  with   thorns. 
The  man  who  on  Calvary  dyM, 

The  man  who  bore  fcourgin^  and  fcorn, 
Whom  fmners  agreed  to  deride  ; 

4  Now  blefTed  forever  is  made, 
And  li^has  rewarded  his  pain; 
Now  gipy  has  crowned  his  head  ; 
This  is  the  true  Lamb  that  was  flain ! 

5  Believing,  we  fliare  in  his  joy, 
By  faith  ^'Q  partake  of  his  reft ; 
With  him  we  can  cheerfully  die. 
For  with  him  we  hope  to  be    bleft. 

6  'Tis  Jefus,  the  firft  and  the  laft, 
Whofe  Spirit  (hall  guide  us  fafe  home  ; 
We'll  praife  him  for  all  that  is  paft. 
And  truft  him  for  all  that's  to  come  ! 


HYMN   96.     5  &  11. 

Exulting  in  falvatlon, 
X       r\    GOD  of  all  grace, 

^^  Thy  goodneis  we  praife  ; 
Thy  Son  thou  haft  given  to  die  in  our  place 

H  2 


90  lord's  supper. 

2  With  joy  we  approve 
The  defign  of  thy  love  ; 

'Tis  a  wonder  on  earth,  and  a  wonder  ab«ve. 

3  He  hath  ranfom'd  our  race  ; 
O  how  ftiall  we  praife, 

Or  worthily  ling  thy  unfpeakable  grace  ? 

4  Nothing  elfe'  will  we  kpow 
In  our  journey  below, 

Bnt  finging  thy  grace,  to  thy  paradife  ge. 

5  Nay,  and  when  we  remove 
To  the  manfions  above, 

Our  heav'n  {hall  ftill  be  to  iing  of  thy  love. 

6  Thrice  happy  employ  ! 
We  there  fhall  enjoy 

A  fullnefs  of  pleai'ure  that  never  can  cloy. 

7  O  haften  the  day  !  0 
Thou  wilt  not  delay. 

But  quickly  return,  and  condu(5l  us  away. 

8  Ere  long  we  fhall  fly 
To  the  regions  on  high. 

For  IfraePs  Strength  cannot  vary  nor  lie. 

»■    * — ' ■ — •— 

HYMN  97.     Sevens.       Wesley's  Coll. 
Chrifi^s  refurreSion. 

1  "LJAIL  the  day  that  fees  him  rife, 
'*■       Ravifh'd  from  our  wifhful  eyes  J 
Chrift,  a  while  to  mortals  giv'n, 
Reaicends  his  native  heav'n. 

2  There  the  pompous  triumph  waits  : 
IJft  your  heads,  eternal  gates  ! 
Wide  unfold  the  radiant  fcene, 
Take  the  King  of  Gloiy  in ! 


lord's  supper.  91 

3  Him  though  higheft  heaven  receives. 
Still  he  loves  the  earth  he  leaves : 
Though  returning  to  his  throne, 
Still  he  calls  the  faints  his  own. 

4  Still  for  us  he  Intercedes  ; 
Prevalent  his  death  he  pleads  : 
Next  himfelf  prepares  our  place, 
Harbinger  of  human  race. 

5  Mafter,  (may  we  ever  fay) 
Taken  from  our  head  to-day ; 
See  thy  faithful  fervants,  fee, 
Ever  gazing  up  to  thee. 

6  Grant,  though  parted  from  our  fight, 

High  albove  yon  azute  height ;  a^ 

Giant  c.ir  hearts  may  thither  rife,.  "^ 

Following  thee  beyond  the  ikies. 

7  Ever  upward  let  us  move. 
Wafted  on  the  wings  of  love  : 
Looking  when  our  Lord  fliall  come, 
Waiting,  longing  for  our  home. 

t  There  we  {hall  with  thee  remain. 
Partners  of  thine  endlefs  reign  ; 
There  thy  face  unclouded  fee. 
Find  our  heav'a  of  heav'n  in  thee. 


HYMN   98.     P.  M. 

^r/jotn  having  not  f ten,  ye  love.,  ^c.      l  Pet.  i.  %* 

V'/iOUGH  not  with  mortal  eyes  we  fee 

Our  denr  Immanuei's  face  ; 
.  ci  we  behold  him  on  the  tree 
By-fiiith — and,  cry,  lo,  this  is  he 
Vvho  fuifer'd  our  difgr;tce  \ 


92  lord's  supper. 

1  Lo,  this  IS  he,  that  fpotlefs  Lanib» 

Our  facrrfice  for  fin  ! 
Believing  hearts,  with  love's  pure  flame, 
On  earth  rejoice  in  Jefus*  name. 

And  feel  their  heav'n  begin. 

3  His  courts  below  they  love  to  tread. 

And  long  to  meet  him  there, 
To  have  their  fouls  divinely  fed 
With  rich  fupplies,  from  him  their  head, 

Drawn  in  by  faith  and  pray'r. 

4  Yet,  O  how  oft  corruptions  rife. 

And  fiery  darts  affail ; 
But  thofe  who  are  divinely  wife 
Will  keep  in  view  the  heav'nly  prize, 

And  faith  lliall  ftill  prevail. 

5  Kind  Author  of  each  blifs  we  ptove, 

Thy  goodnefs  we  adore, 
Till,  with  thy  ranfom'd  race  above, 
We  fee  thy  face,  and  fing  thy  love, 

And  praife  tliee  evermore. 


HYMN   yg.     L.  M.  Watts. 

Lon)e  on  a  crofs  and  a  throne, 

"VTOW  let  our  faith  grow  ftrong,  and  rife, 
^  ^  And  view  our  Lord  in  all  his  love  j 
Look  back  to  hear  his  dying  cries. 
Then  mount  and  fee  his  throne  above. 
See  where  he  languifli'd  on  the  crofs ; 
Beneath  our  fms  he  groan'd  and  dy*d  ; 
See  where  he  fits  to  plead  our  caufe 
By  his  Almighty  Fatlier's  fide. 
If  we  behbld  his  bleeding  heart. 
There  love  in  floods  of  forrow  reignr  * 


LORD  S  SUPPER. 

He  triumphs  o'er  the  killmg  fmart, 
And  feals  our  pleafure  with  his  pains. 
Or  if  we  climb  th'  eternal  hills, 
Where  tlie  dear  Conqu'ror  fits  enthron'd ; 
Still  in  his  heart  compalTion  dwells, 
Near  the  memorials  of  his  wound. 
How  fhall  vile  pardon'd  rebels  lliow. 
How  much  they  love  their  dying  God  ? 
Lord,  here  we'd  banilh  every  foe, 
We  hate  the  fms  that  coft  thy  blood. 
Commerce,  no  more,  we  hol-d  with  hell, 
Our  deareft  lufts  Ihall  all  depart ; 
But  let  thine  image  ever  dwell 
Sumpt  as  a  feal  on  every  heart. 


93 


HYMN    100.      L.  M.  Steele. 

Exercife  of  Chr'iftian  graces  defired, 

TO  Jefus,  our  exalted  Lord, 
(Dear  name,  by  heav'n  and  earth  ador'd  i) 
Fain  would  our  hearts  and  voices  raife 
A  cheerful  fong  of  facred  praife. 
But  all  the  notes  which  mortals  know, 
Are  weak  and  languifhing  and  low  ; 
Far,  far  above  our  humble  fongs, 
The  theme  demands  immortal  tongues. 
Yet  while  around  his  board  We  meet, 
And  humbly  worlhip  at  his  feet ; 
O  let  our  warm  affedions  move, 
i  n  glad  returns  of  grateful  love ! 
L*?L  faith  our  feeble  fenfes  aid, 
To  fee  thy  wondrous  love  difplay'd, 

rhy  broken  fleili,  thy  bleeding  veins, 

Thy  dreadful  agonizing  pains. 


94  lord's  supper. 

5  Let  humble  penitential  wo, 

"With  painful,  pleafing  anguifh,  flow; 
And  thy  forgiving  fmiles  impart 
Life,  hope  and  joy  to  every  heart. 

HYMN    101.      5  &  11. 
Comfort  in  obedience  • 

1  A  ^  '  ^^^^  "^  ^^  more 
"^^  The  fpirit  and  pow'r 
Of  Jefus  our  God 

Is  not  to  be  found  in  this  life-giving  food. 

2  Did  Jefus  ordain 
His  fupper  in  vain. 
And  fumilh  a  feaft,* 

For  none  but  his  earlieft  fervants  to  tafte  ? 

3  Nay  5  but  this  is  his  will, 
(We  know  it  and  feel) 
That  we  fhould  partake 

The  banquet  for  us  he  fo  freely  di  d  make. 

4  In  rapturous  blifs 
He  bids  us  do  this, 
The  joy  it  imparts 

Hath  witnefs*d  his  gracious  defign  in  our  hearts. 

5  'Tis  God  we  believe. 
Who  cannot  deceive ; 
The  witnefs  of  God 

Is  prefent,  and  fpeaks  in  the  myflical  blood. 

(       Receiving  the  bread, 
On  Jefus  we  feed  ; 
It  doth  not  appear 
His  manner  of  working ;  but  Jefus  is  here. 


LORi:)'s  SUPl^ER.-  ^5 

HYMN    102.     CM.  Steele. 

The  'wonders  of  Kedemptlon, 

1  A  ND  did  the  holy  and  the  juft, 
■^^  The  Sovereign  of -tlie  fkies, 
Stoop  down  to  wretchedners  and  du£l;, 

That  guilty  worms  might  rife  ? 

2  Yes,  the  Redeemer  left  his  throne^ 

His  radiant  throne  on  high, 
(Surprifmg  mercy  1  love  unknown  !) 
To  fufFer,  bleed  and  die. 

3  He  took  the  dying  traitor's  place. 

And  fuffer'd  in  his  ftead  ; 
For  man,  (O  miracle  of  grace!) 
For  man,  the  Saviour  bled  ! 

4  Dear  Lord,  what  heavenly  wonders  dwell 

In  thy  atoning  blood  ! 
By  this  are  finners  fnatch'd  from  hell. 
And  rebels  brought  to  God. 

5  Jefus,  my  foul  adoring  bends    ., 

To  love  fo  full,  fo  free ; 
And  may  I  hope  that  love  extends 
Its  facred  power  to  me  ? 

6  What  glad  return  can  I  impart 

For  favours  fo  divine  ? 
O  take  my  all — this  worthlefs  heart, 
And  make  it  only  thine. 

HYMN    103.     L.  M.  S.  Stennett. 

TJje  triumphs  of  the  crofs, 
N5  O  niore,  dear  Saviour,  will  I  boaft 

Of  beauty,  wealth,  or  loud  applaufe : 
The  world  hath  all  its  glories  loft, 
Amid  the  triumphs  of  thy  crofs. 


96  lord's  supper. 

2  In  ev'ry  feature  of  thy  face, 
Beauty  her  faireft  charms  difplays  ; 
Truth,  wifdom,  majefty  and  grace 
Shine  thence  in  fvveetly  mingled  rays. 

3  Thy  wealth  the  pow'r  of  thought  tranfcends ; 
'Tis  vaft,  immenfe,  and  all  divine : 

Thy  empire,  Lord,  o'er  worlds  extends  ; 
The  iun,  the  moon,  the  flars  are  thine. 

4  Yet,  (O  how  marvellous  the  fight  !) 
I  fee  thee  on  a  crofs  expire ; 

Thy  Godhead  veil'd  in  fable  night ; 
And  angels  from  the  fcene  retire. 

5  But,  why  from  thefe  fad  fcenes  retreat  ? 
Why  with  your  wings  your  faces  hide  ? 
He  ne'er  appear'd  fo  good,  fo  great, 
As  when  he  bow'd  his  head  and  dyM. 

6  The  indignation  of  a  God 

On  him  avenging  juftice  hurPd  : 
Beneath  the  weight  he  firmly  ftood. 
And  nobly  fav'd  a  falling  yrorld. 

7  Thefe  triumphs  of  ftupendous  grace 
Surprife,  rejoice,  and  melt  my  heart  ; 
Lord,  at  thy  crofs  I  ftand  and  gaze. 
Nor  would  I  ever  thence  depart ! 


HYMN    104..      5  8i  11,      Wi  lliam>' Coll 
jf^fus  the  atoning  Saviour,     Lam.  i.  I2. 
A  LL  ye  that  pafs  by. 
To  Jefus  draw  nigh  ; 
To  you  is  it  nothing  that  Jefus  (hould  die  ? 
Our  ranfom  and  peace,        ^ 
Our  furety  he  is. 
Come,  fee  if  there  ever  was  forrow  like  his ! 


lord's  supper.  97 

The  Lord,  in  the  day  ^ 

Of  his  vengeance,  did  lay 
Our  fnis  on  the  Lamb,  and  he  bore  them  away. 

He  dies  to  atone 

For  fms  not  his  own  ;  [done. 

Our  debt  he  bath  paid,  and  our  work  he  halk 

For  you  and  for  me 

He  pray'd  on  the  tree  ; 
The  pray'r  is  accepted,  the  fmner  is  free^ 

My  pardon  I  claim, 

A  fmner  I  am, 
A  fmner  beheving  in  Jefus's  name. 

With  joy  we  approve 

The  plan  of  his  love  ; 
A  wonder  below,  and  a  wonder  above  ! 

When  time  is  no  more. 

We  ftill  (hall  adore 
That  ocean  of  love,  without  bottom  or  fhoie ! 


HYMN    105.     CM.  S.  Stenn£tt. 

My  pP  is  meat  indeed,  ^c.     John  vi.  53,  54,  55, 

1  TJERE  at  thy  table,  Lord,  we  meet, 
-*^  To  feed  on  food  divine : 

Thy  body  is  the  bread  we  eat. 
Thy  precious  blood  the  wine. 

2  He  that  prepares  this  rich  repaft, 

Himfelf  comes  down  and  dies  ; 
And  then  invites  us,  thus  to  feaft 
Upon  the  facrifice. 

3  The  bitter  torments  he  endured 

Upoa  the  fliameful  crofs, 

I 


915  lord's  supper. 

For  us,  his  welcome  guefts,  procar'd 
Thefe  heart-reviving  joys. 

4  His  body  torn  with  rudeft  hands. 

Becomes  the  fineft  bread  ; 
And  with  the  blefling  he  commands. 
Our  ftobleft  hopes  are  fed, 

5  His  blood,  that  from  each  opening  veiii 

In  purple  torrents  ran. 
Hath  fiU'd  this  cup  with  generous  wine. 
That  cheers  both  God  and  man. 

6  Sure  there  was  never  love  fo  free, 

Dear  Saviour,  fo  divine  ! 
Well  thou  may*ft  claim  that  heart  of  m*^ 
Which  owes  fo  much  to  thine.    .. 

7  Yes,  thou  (halt  furely  have  my  heart, 

My  foul,  my  ftrength,  my  all : 
With  life  itfelf  I'll  freely  part, 
My  Jefus,  at  tliy  call. 


HYMN     106.        S.  M.        Dr.  DoDURiDGK. 

Love  to  Cbrtji  and  faints* 

JESUS,  the  friend  of  man. 
Invites  us  round  his  board  ; 
The  welcome  fummons  we  obey. 
And  ovv^n  our  gracious  Lord. 
Here  we  furvey  that  love 
Which  fpoke  in  every  breath, 
Wivch  crown'd  each  a*5tion  of  his  life. 
And  triumph'd  in  his  death. 
Here  let  our  powers  unite. 
His  honoUr'd  name  to  ralfe  ; 
Plfeafure  and  joy  fill  ev'ry  mind. 
.  And  ev'ry  voice  be  praife. 


lord's  supper.  ^^ 

And  while  we  (liare  tlie  gifts 

His  bounteous  hands  beftow. 
Let  ev'ry  heart,  in  friend fhip  jeinM, 

With  kind  "afFeaions  glow* 

Let  love  infpire  each  breaft. 

And  diftate  ev'ry  thought; 
Be  angry  paffions  far  remov'd, 

And  felfith  views  forgot. 

Our  fouls  expanded  wide 

By  our  Redeemer's  grace, 
Shall,  in  tlie  arms  of  fervent  love, 

All  heaven  and  earth  embrace. 


HYMN    107.     8  &  7,  peculiar. 
J  ejus'  death  and  glorious  dignity, 

SEE  the  Lord  of  Glory  dying. 
See  him  gafping,  hear  him  crying;, 

See  his  burden'd  bofom  heave  ; 
Look,  ye  fmners,  ye  who  hung  him, 
Look  how  deep  your  fms  have  ftung  him  ; 

Dying  fmners,  look  and  live. 
See  the  rocks  and  mountains  fhaking. 
Earth  unto  her  centre  quaking. 

Nature's  groans  awake  the  dead  ; 
Look  on  Phebus,  ftruck  with  wonder, 
While  the  peals  of  legal  thunder 

Smite  tlie  bleft  Redeemer's  head. 
.  Heaven's  bright  melodious  legions, 
Chanting  to  the  tuneful  regions, 

Ceale  to  trill  the  quiv'ring  firing  : 
Songs  feraphic,  all  fufpended, 
Till  the  mighty  war  is  ended 

By  the  all-vi<ftorious  King. 


100  lord's  supper. 

4  Hell,  and  all  the  pow'rs  infernal, 
VanquiOi'd  by  the  King  eternal, 

When  he  pour'd  the  vital  flood  ! 
By  his  groans,  which  fhook  creation, 
Lo  !   we  found  the  proclamation, 

"  Peace  and  pardon  through  his  blood." 

5  Shout,  ye  faints,  with  admiration  ; 
Fill  with  fongs  the  wide  creation. 

Since  he's  rifen  from  the  grave  : 
Shout  with  joy  and  acclamation. 
To  the  Rock  of  your  falvation. 

Who  alone  has  power  to  fave. 

6  Bear  with  patience  ttibulation, 
Overcoming  all  temptation, 

Till  the  glorious  jubilee  ; 
Soon  he'll  come  with  burils  of  thunder, 
Then  fhall  we  adore  and  wonder, 

Singing  on  the  higheft  key. 

7  See  the  blifsful  fcene  before  us  ; 
Join  the  univerfal  chorus  ; 

Bid  the  flowing  numbers  rife  ! 
Songs  immortal  fweetly  founding, 
Notes  angelic  loud  rebounding, 

Trembling  round  the  vocal  Ikies. 


HYMN    108.     L.  M.  Steele. 

A  dying  Saviour, 

1  CT^RETCH'D  on  the  crofs,  the  Saviour  dies, 
^  Hark  !  his  expiring  groans  arife  ! 

See,  from  his  hands,  his  feet,  his  Mq^ 
Runs  doj^'n  the  facred  crimfon  tide  ! 

2  But  life  attends  the  deathful  found, 
And  flows  from  every  bleeding  wound  . 


^lord's  Siy>PER.  101 

The  vitdl  ftream,  how  free  it  flows. 
To  fove  -ind  cleanfe  his  rebel  foes  1 
To  fuflfer  in  the  traitor's  place, 
To  die  for  man,  furprifingf  grace  ! 
Yec  pals  rebellious  angels  by— • 
O  why  for  man,  dear  Saviour,  why  ? 
And  didlt  thou  bleed,  for  fmners  bleed  ? 
And  could  the  fun  behold  the  deed  ? 
No  !  he  withdrew  his  fickening  ray, 
And  darknefs  veiPd  the  mourning  day. 
Can  I  furvey  this  fcene  of  wo. 
Where  mingling  grief  and  wonder  flow  ; 
And  yet  my  heart  unmovM  remain, 
Infenlible  to  love  or  pain  ? 
Come,  dearell  Lord,  thy  grace  impart, 
To  warm  this  cold,  this  ftupid  heart ; 
Till  all  its  pow'rs  and  paffions  move 
In  melting  grief  and  ardent  love. 

HYMN    109.     CM.  CowpER. 

Welcome  to  the  table. 

npHIS  is  the  feaft  of  heav'nly  wine. 

And  God  invites  to  fup  ; 
The  juices  of  the  living  vine 
Were  prefs'd  to  fill  the  cup. 
\  O  blefs  the  Saviour,  ye  that  eat, 
With  royal  dainties  fed  : 
M.')t  heav'n  affords  a  coftlier  treat, 
For  Jefus  is  the  bread  ! 

.    1  ii€  vile,  the  loft,  he  calls  to  them. 
Ye  trembling  fouls  appear  ! 

';  !ic  fij.>litec'us  in  their  own  efteem, 
-    v-e  no  acceptancs  here. 


102  lord's  supper^ 

4  Approach,  ye  poor,  nor  -dare  refufe 

The  banquet  Ipread  for  you  ; 
Dear  Saviour,  this  is  welcome  news> 
Then  I  may  venture  too. 

5  If  guilt  and  fm  afford  a  pj^^a, 

And  may  obtain  a  place  ; 
Surely  the  Lord  will  welcome  me, 
And  I  fhall  fee  his  face. 


HYMN    110.      CM.  Original, 

The  glory  of  Chrlft  in  his  humiliation, 

1  "T^HAT  was  an  hour  of  deepell  gloom, 

Appalling  Jefus'  friends, 
When  he,  a  facrifice'for  fin, 
Was  left  to  hellilh  fiends  ! 

2  Yet  he  declar'd  to  "murd'rons  men, 

(A  fubjeift  of  their  pow'r) 
•*  Againft  me  ye  could  not  prevail 
«  Unlefs  'twere  Satan's  hour. 

3  «  My  heav'nly  Father  I  could  pray ; 

"  He  always  hears  my  cry  : 
«<  Legions  of  angels  would  he  fend, 
"  And  your  vain  rage  defy." 

4  Forthwith  is  feen  the  pow'r  of  Chrift; ! 

A  band  of  men  appear  ; 
With  majefty  his  foes  he  meets. 
And  ftrikes  their  hearts  with  fear  ! 

5  He  a'Acs,  «  Whom  feek  ye  ?"    They  reply, 

*  Jefus  the  Nazarene  ;' 
«  If  me  ye  feek,  behold  I  AM  !". 
And  ftraight  THE  GOD  is  leen^ 

6  His  Godhead's  rays  of  glory  Ihone 

Thefe  guilty  men  around  : 


lord's  supper.  10$ 

They  backward  went,  and^  'maz'd  with  awe. 

Fell  proftrate  on  the  ground  ! 
But  Chriitmu/i  die  !    Himfelf  he  yields, 

Loft  fmners  to  redeem  ! 
His  powV,  and  love,  and  grace  difplayM, 

Should  be  our  conftant  theme* 
Freely  he  gave  his  life  for  our's  ; 

He  lives  to  give  us  grace  : 
Let  all  our  pow'rs  of  heart  and  tongue 

His  name  forever  praife. 


HYMN  111.    CM.  N.wTON, 

Looking  at  the  croft, 
I   1 N  evil  long  I  took  delight, 
*    Unaw'd  by  fhame  or  fear. 
Till  a  new  objed:  ftruck  my  fight. 
And  ftopp'd  my  wild  career. 
3  I  faw  one  hanging  on  a  tree. 
In  agonies  and  blood  ; 
Who  fix*d  his  languid  eyes  on  me. 
As  near  his  crofs  I  ftood. 

3  Sure,  never  to  my  lateft  breath 

Can  I  forget  that  look  ; 
It  feem'd  to  charge  me  with  his  death, 
Though  not  a  word  he  fpoke. 

4  My  confcience  felt,  and  own'd  the  guilt. 

And  plungM  me  in  defpair ; 
I  faw  my  fms  his  blood  had  fpilt. 

And  help'd  to  nail  him  there. 
- :  Us  !   I  knew  not  what  I  did, 

Biit  now  my  ttfars  are  vain  ; 
'.Vhere  (hall  my  trembling  foul  be  hid  ? 

For  I  the  Lord  have  flain. 


i(H  lord's  &UPPER. 

6  A  fecond  look  he  gave,  which  fald, 
**  I  freely  all  forgive  ; 
**  This  blood  is  for  thy  ranfom  paid ; 
"  ril  die,  that  thou  may'ft  live." 


HYMN   112.     CM.    Whitefield'sCol. 
Rejoicing  in  the  name  of  Jejus> 

1  T^HOU  dear  Redeemer,  dying  Lamb, 

We  love  to  hear  of  thee  ; 
No  niufic  like  thy  charming  name. 
Nor  half  fo  fweet  can  be. 
Z  O  may  we  ever  hear  thy  voice 
In  mercy  to  us  fpeak  ! 
And  in  our  Prieft  will  we  rejoice. 
Thou  great  Melchifedec. 

3  Our  Jefus  (hall  be  ftill  our  theme. 

While  in  this  world  we  ftay  ; 
We'll  {\v.^  our  Jefus'  lovely  name. 
When  all  things  elfe  decay. 

4  When  we  appear  in  yonder  cloud, 

With  all  his  favoured  throng, 
Then  will  we  fmg  more  fweet,  more  loud. 
And  Chrift  ftiall  be  our  fong. 

HYMN    113.     L.  M.  Newton. 

That  rock  nvas  Chrifl,     i  Cor.  x.  4. 

:  V^lTHEN  Ifr'ePs  tribes  were  parch'd  Vvith  thirft. 
Forth  from  the  rock  the  waters  burft  : 
And  all  their  future  journey  through 
Yielded  them  drink  and  eofpel  tool 

2  In  Mofes'  rod  a  type  they  faw 
Qf  his  ievetQ  and  fiery  law  ; 


lord's  supper.  10^ 

The  fmitten  rock  prefigurM  him. 

From  whofe  pierc'd  fide  all  bleflings  ftream. 

3  But  ah  !  the  types  were  all  too  faint, 
His  forrows  or  his  worth  to  paint : 
Slight  was  the  ftroke  of  Mofes*  rod, 
But  he  endur'd  the  wrath  of  God. 

4  Their  outward  rock  could  feel  no  pain, 
But  our*s  was  wounded,  torn,  and  {lain  ; 
The  rock  gave  but  a  wat'ry  flood, 

But  Jefus  pour'd  forth  ftreams  of  blood. 

5  The  earth  is  like  their  wildernefs, 

A  land  of  drought  and  fore  diftrefs  ; 
Without  one  ftream  from  pole  to  pole, 
To  fatisfy  a  thirfty  foul. 

6  But  let  the  Saviour's  praife  refound  ; 
In  him  refrefhing  ftreams  are  found. 
Which  pardon,  ftrength,  and  comfort  give, 
And  thirfty  fmners  drink  and  live. 


HtMN     lU.       L.  M.        WiLLIAMS'COLL. 

A  glanci  at  Gethfemane, 

1  r^  OME,  all  ye  chofen  faints  of  God, 
^^  That  long  to  feel  the  cleanfmg  blood. 
In  penfive  pleafure  join  with  me. 

To  fmg  of  fad  Gethfemane. 

2  'Twas  here  tlie  Lord  of  Life  appeared. 

And  figh'd,and  groan'd,and  pray'd,  and  fearM; 

Bore  all  incarnate  God  could  bear. 

With  ftrength  enough— and  none  to  fpare  ! 

3  Difpiitch'd  from  heav'n,  an  angel  ftood, 
Ama:?'d  to  find  Him  bath'd  in  blood, 
Ador'd  by  angels,  and  obey'd. 

Bat  lower  now  than  angels  made. 


106  lord's  supper* 

4  He  ftood  to  ftrengthexi,  not  to  fight — 
Juftice  exa<fls  its  utmoft  right ! 

This  vi<5^im  vengeance  will  purfiae  ; 
He  undertook,  and  mufl;  go  through. 

5  And  why,  dear  Saviour,  tell  me  -why 
Thou  thus  would'ft  fufFer,  bleed,  and  die  ? 
What  mighty  motive  could  thee  move  ? 
The  motive's  plain  ;  'twas  all  for  love  ! 

6  O  love  of  unexpe^ied  kind  ! 

That  leaves  all  thought  fo  far  behind  ; 
Where  length,  and  breadth,  and  depth,  and 
Are  loft  to  my  aftonifti'd  fight.  [lieight, 

HYMN   115.      8&7. 

J^^fus  an  atoning  Priejl, 
I  r^  RE  AT  High  Prieft,  we  view  thee  looping, 
^^  With  our  names  upon  thy  breaft  ; 
In  the  garden  groaning,  drooping, 
To  the  ground  with  forrow  preft. 
%  "Weeping  angels  ftood  confounded. 
To  behold  their  Maker  thus ; 
And  can  we  remain  unwounded. 
When  we  know  'twas  all  for  us  ? 

3  On  the  crofs  thy  body  broken 

Cancels  evVy  penal  tie  ; 
Tempted  fouls,  produce  tlie  token, 
All  demands  to  fatisfy.  '■ 

4  All  is  finifli^d,  do  not  doubt  it. 

But  believe  your  dying  Lord  ; 
Never  reafon  more  about  it. 
Only  take  him  at  his  word. 

5  Lord,  we  fain  would  truft  thee  fotely, 

'Twas  for  us  thy  blood  was  fpilt ; 


lord's  supper.  107 

Praifed  Bridegroom,  take  us  \vh©Uy, 
Take  and  make  us  what  thou  wilt. 

Thou  haft  borne  tl:ie  bitter  fentence 
Pad  on  man's  devoted  race : 

True  belief  and  true  repentance 
Are  thy  gifts,  thou  God  of  grace. 


HYMN    116.     S.  M.     Williams' Coll. 
Chfjft's  dying  love, 

"X^E  fmg  the  Saviour's  love, 
^  ^    That  pity'd  wretched  man. 
Delighting  in  the  thoughts  of  peace, 

Ere  time  and  worlds  began. 

We  fee  its  fmiling  ray 

Out-fliining  at  his  birth, 
And  trace  its  luftre  day  by  day. 

While  he  fcjourn'd  on  earth. 

But,  in  his  clofmg  hour, 

How  infinite  his  grace  ! 
When,  bow'd  beneath  the  curfe,  he  dy'd. 

To  fave  our  ruin'd  race. 

Ten  thoufand  thoufand  fongs, 

With  the  firft  feraph's  flame, 
Sink  far  below  th'  unbounded  praife 

Duetto  Immanuel's  name. 


HYMN    117.    S\M. 

Song  to  jfefus, 

"^^OW  let  each  happy  gueft 

"^-^  The  facred  concert  raife. 

To  clofe  the  honours  of  the  feaft, 

Aud  fmg  the  Mafter's  praif»* 


lOS  lord's  supper. 

2       His  condefcending  love 

Firft  calls  our  wonder  forth  ^ 
He  left  the  IjlefTed  realms  above, 
To  dwell  with  men  on  earth. 
5       His  precepts  how  divine  I' 
How  luited  to  our  ftate ! 
How  bright  his  a<5ls  of  mercy  fliinel 
His  promifes  how  great ! 

4  Redemption's  mighty  plan. 
How  wondrous  in  our  view! 

The  falutarj  Iburce  to  man 
Of  peace  and  pardon  too. 

5  Kind  Author  of  the  grace 
So  largely,  freely  given, 

Upon  our  fouls  thine  image  trace. 
And  form  us  fit  for  heav'n  ! 


HYMN    118.     L.  M.  J.Proui^, 

ChnJVs  conqueft. 

1  T  ESUS,  the  man  of  love,  we  fmg, 

'^   The  creature's  Servant  and  their  King  : 
In  robes  of  flefh  the  Saviour  came. 
And  bore  for  us  contempt  and  lliame. 

2  Upon  the  crofs  he  yields  his  breath, 
A  painful  and  a  ihameful  death  : 
But  Jefus  conquer'd  v;hen  he  fell, 
And  triumph' d  over  death  and  helh 

3  A  fallen  world  he  came  to  fave, 
He  rofe  vitftorious  from  the  grave  : 
His  death  aiid  refurre<flion  prove. 
How  vaft  his  pow'r,  how  great  his  love. 

4  By  fuffering  and  temptation  try*d, 
Jefus  our  nature  giovifyM  ; 


lord's  supper.  109 

RedeemM  our  fouls  from  fm  and  pain. 
And  open'd  heaven  to  us  again. 
To  Jefus  be  all  glory  giv'n, 
Saviour  of  men,  and  God  of  heaven  ; 
His  dying  love  we  joyful  fmg, 
And  triumph  in  our  God  and  King. 


HYMN    119.     L.  M.  Pres.  Davies. 

Self-{Iedkation  at  the  Lord^s  table, 

1  T   ORD,  am  I  thine,  entirely  thine  ? 

Purchas'd  and  fav'd  by  blood  divine  ? 
With  full  confent  thine  I  would  be, 
And  own  thy  fovereign  right  in  me. 

2  Thee  my  new  Mafter  now  I  call. 
And  confecrate  to  thee,  my  all : 
Lord,  let  me  live  and  die  to  thee. 
Be  thine  through  all  eternity. 

HYMN    120.     Sevens.  Toptady. 

Rock  fmitten  ;  or,  the  Rock  of  Ages,     Ifa.  xxvi.  4» 

1  "D  OCK  of  Ages,  (helter  me, 

^      Let  me  hide  myfelf  in  thee  ! 

Let  the  water  and  die  blood, 

From  thy  wounded  fide  which  fiow'd, 

Be  of  fm  the  double  cure, 

Cleanfe  me  from  its  guilt  and  power. 

2  Not  the  labour  of  my  hands 
Can  fulfil  thy  Taw's  demands : 
Could  my  zeal  no  refpite  know, 
Could  my  tears  forever  flow, 
AU  for  fin  could  not  atone, 
I'hou  inuil  fave,  and  thou  alone. 

K 


110  lord's  supi»er« 

3  Nothing  in  my  hand  I  bring, 
Simply  to  thy  crol's  I  cling  y 
Naked,  come  to  thee  for  dreis, 
Helplefs,  look  to  thee  for  grace  i 
Black,  I  to  the  fountain  fly, 
Walh  me,  Saviour,  or  I  die ! 

4  While  I  draw  this  fleeting  breath, 
When  my  eye-ftrings  break  in  death, 

-When  I  foar  to  worlds  unknown, 
See  thee  on  thy  judgment  throne, 
Rock  of  Ages,  fhelter  me. 
Let  me  hide  myfelf  in  thee. 


HYMN    121.     Elevens. 

Chr'ijl'* s  fuffe rings  and fijlloiv'ing glory. 

I  T  LONG  for  a  concert  of  heavenly  praile 
-»■  To  Jefus  the  God,  the  omnipotent  Son, 
My  voice  fhould  awake  in  harmonious  lays. 
Could  it  tell  half  the  wonders  that  Jefiis  hath  tUme- 

7,  All  hell  with  its  lions  ftood  roaring  around. 
His  flelh  and  his  fpirit  with  malice  they  tore. 
While  worlds  full  of  forrow  lay  prelling  him  down. 
So  vail  was  the  burtlen  of  fins  that  he  bme  ! 

3  Faft  bound  in  the  chains  of  imperious  death. 
The  Infinite  Captive  a  jTi-ifoner  lay  ; 

But  th*  Infinite  Captive  arofe  Ironi  the  earth, 
And  afcended  for  us  to  celcftial  day. 

4  All  nature  united,  how  vain  had  they  ftrove 
This  infinite  load  of  juft  wTath  to  fnftain  : 
He  only  had  ftrength,  and  He  only  had  love 
To  give  this  falvation  completely  to  men. 

5  Then  mention  no  more  of  the  wrath  of  a  God, 
Of  the  Uons  of  hell,  and  their  roaring,  no  muiH: : 
But  Uft  up  your  eyes  to  his  fliining  abod.S     v  •"' 
And  boaft  of  his  merits  aud  raiUbming  p->^v  .  - 


SACRED  HYMNS.  Ill 


MISCELLANEOUS. 

[The  following  Hymns  are  not  arranged  under  dilVind 
heads  ;  but  an  index  of  fubjeifts  is  given  at  the  endj 
to  which  the  reader  is  refen-ed.] 


HYMN  122.     L.  M.  Burnham. 

T/je  Trinity  in  Unity » 
nPHE  facred  word  to  man  makes  known, 

■^    God's  glorious  Effence  is  but  One  ; 
But,  O  ye  faints,  with  wonder  fee, 
The  One  great  God  exifts  in  Three  ! 
Thefe  Perfons  Three,  in  God  fupreme. 
Are  one  in  nature,  one  in  name  ; 
And  tlie  bright  oracles  declare, 
Thefe  Perfons  all  co-equal  are. 
Though  not  the  higheft  faint  can  tell 
The  mode,  how  Three  in  One  can  d\vell  i 
Yet  the  grand  truth  will  ever  fhine 
Clear  as  the  fun  to  faith  divine. 
Yes  ;  'tis  a  truth  divinely  bright, 
A  truth  in  which  the  faints  delight ; 
Here  their  melodious  notes  they  raife, 
And  give  each  Perfon  equal  praife. 
Yea,  all  the  great  angelic  hoft 
Praife  Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghoft ; 
-Krivifh'd  with  each  endearing  name, 

■'■^  fongs  the  myftery  proclain^ 
:hee,  thou  great  eternal  Gcd, 
;   y  we  approach,  through  Jcfus'  bleed  , 

:  .2  Triune  Majefty  adore 

T'or  ever  and  for  evermore. 


112  SACRED  HYMNS. 

HYMN      123.       L.  M.  BURNHAM. 

The  eternity  of  God^s  lo'oe, 

1  VE  who  the  highefijoys  would  prove, 

O  thuik  on  everlafting  love  ! 
Before  all  worlds  it  did  exift, 
In  great  Jehovah's  glorious  breaft. 

2  Then,  O  how  ancient  is  the  date. 
How  free,  and  how  fupremely  great  I 
So  great,  that  mortals  here  below 
Ne'er  can  exprefs  nor  fully  know  ! 

3  Eternal  love  join'd  Abraham's  feed 
To  Jefus,  their  eternal  Head, 
Stor'd  his  rich  fullnefs  witli  all  good  ; 
Thence  we  receive  the  choicefl  food. 

f  All  the  vafl:  bleffings  time  can  bring, 

Frcm  this  eternal  fountain  fpring  ; 

The  facred  ftreams  yield  heav'nly  peace, 

Celeftial  joy  and  growing  blifs, 
J  This  love  abundantly  confirms 

The  waV'ring  faith  of  feeble  worms  ; 

O,  'tis  an  everlafting  rock 

For  all  the  dear  Redeemer's  flock. 
6  Now,  Lord,  this  precious  love  impart 

To  ev'ry  broken,  contrite  heart ; 

May  each  repenting  fmner  prove 

The  joys  of  everlafting  iove. 

HYMN   124.     L.  M.  Cowp.£h. 

The  Lord's  prefence.      Ezek.   xlviii.  35, 
*     A  S  birds  their  infant  brood  proteft, 
•^^  And  ij)read  their  wings  to  Ihelter  thcrn 
Thus  faith  the  Lord  to  his  ele(n;, 
"So  will  1  guard  Jerufalem.^' 


•8ACRE©  HYMKS*  IIS 

3  And  what  then  is  Jerufalem, 
This  darliiig  objea  of  his  care? 
Wh(;re  is  its  worth  in  God's  efteem  ? 
Who  built  it  ?  who  inhabits  there  > 

3  Jehovah  founded  it  in  blood, 
The  blood  of  his  incarnate  Son  ; 
There  dwell  the  faints,  once  foes  to  God, 
The  finners  v/hom  he  calls  his  own. 

4  There,  though  befiegM  on  every  fide, 
Yet  much  belov'd  and  guarded  well  j 
From  age  to  age  they  have  defy'd 
The  utmoft  force  of  earth  and  hell. 

5.  Let  earth  repent,  and  hell  defpair  ; 
This  city  has  a  fure  defence  ; 
Her  name  is  calPd,  "  The  Lord  is  there,*' 
And  vyho  has  pow*r  to  drive  them  tlieuce. 


HYMN    125.      H,  M.      Dr.Doddhidce, 
jfefus  fieri  of  angels.      I  Tim.  iii.  1 6. 

1  f^  YE  immortal  throng 

^^  Of  angels  To\md  the  throne, 
Join  with  our  feeble  fong 
To  make  the  Saviour  '  known  ; 

On  earth  ye  knew 

His  wondrous  grace, 

His  beauteous  face 

In  heav'n  ye  view. 

2  Ye  faw  the  heav'n-born  Child 
In  human  flelh  array'd, 
Benevolent  and  mild, 

While  in  the  manger  laid  i 
And  praife  to  God, 
And  peace  on  earth, 
K  2 


114  SACRBD  HYMNS. 

For  fuch  a  birth, 
Proclaimed  aloud. 

3  Ye  in  the  wilder nefs 
Beheld  the  tempter  IpoiPd, 
Well  known  in  every  dreis, 
In  every  combat  foil'd ; 

And  joyM  to  crown 
The  Vidor's  head. 
When  Satan  fled 
Before  his  frown. 

4  Around  the  bloody  tree 

Ye  prefs'd  with  ftrong  defire, 
That  wondrous  fight  to  fee. 
The  Lord  of  Life  expire; 
And,  could  your  eyes 
Have  known  a  tear. 
Had  dropp'd  it  there 
In  fad  furprife. 

5  Around  his  facred  tomb 
A  willing  watch  ye  keep  ; 
Till  the  bleft  moment  come 
To  roufe  him  from  his  fleep  : 

Then  roll'd  the  ftone. 
And  all  ador'd 
Your  rifmg  Lord, 
With  joy  unknown. 

6  When  all  array'd  in  light 
The  fliining  Conqu'ror  rode, 
Ye  hiiil'd  his  rapturous  flight 
Up  to  the  throne  of  God  ; 

And  wav'd  around 
Your  golden  wings. 
And  Itruck  your  firings 
Of  fweeteft  found,. 


SACRED  HYMNS,  115 

The  warbling  notes  purfue, 
And  louder  anthems  raife  ; 
While  mortals  ling  with  you 
Their  own  Redeemer's  praife  : 

And  thou,  my  heart, 

With  equal  flame, 

And  joy  the   fame, 

Perform  thy  part. 


HYMN    126.     Sevens.     •         Holden 
Peter*  s  releafe  ;  or,  the  ejjicacy  of  prayer, 

1  "  '\ y\7H0  will  ope  the  iron  gate  ? 

"  Who  will  fet  the  prisoner  free  ? 
«*  Who  will  break  the  maffy  chains, 
'*  Cruel  Herod  bound  on  me  V* 

2  Peter  thus  in  bondage  lay, 
Hopelefs,  yet  without  a  groan  : 
But  the  prayers  of  all  the  church 
Ceafelefs  rofe  before  the  throne, 

3  Jufl:  before  the  cruel  Jews 
Were  to  fee  their  victim  flain, 
Lo  I  an  angel  from  above 
Loos'd  the  captive  from  his  chain. 

4  "  Rife  up  quick,'*  the  angel  cry'd, 
(While  the  light  around  him  fhone) 
"  Gird  thyfelf  and  follow  me." 
But  he  wift  not  what  was  done. 

5  Now  he  'wakes  and  looks  around — 
Nothing  fees  to  give  him  fear  ; 

'-''  Of  a  furety,"  Peter  cries, 
*^  God  hath  fent  his  angel  here.** 
►  "  Where's  the  prifon  and  the  bars  ? 
■'*  Where  the  gloomy  dungeon  too  I 


116  gACRED  HYMKS. 

<«  Yonder  orb  and  friendly  ftars 
««  Tell  me  I  am  free  from  you.** 
7  Sinners,  this  is  juft.  your  cafe  ! 
JBound  in  Satan's  flavifh  chain ; 
Till  the  Saviour  fet  you  free, 
You  in  prifon  will  remain. 


HYMN    127.     Sevens.     Rippon's  Coil 

Redeeming  love. 
'VrOW  begin  the  heav'nly  theme, 
-^^    Sing  aloud  in  Jefus'  name  ; 
Ye,  who  his  falvation  prove, 
Triumph  in  redeeming  love. 
Ye,  who  fee  the  Father's  grace 
Beaming  in  the  Saviour's  face. 
As  to  Canaan  on  ye  move, 
Praife  and  blefs  redeeming  love. 
Mourning  fouls,  dry  up  your  tearsj 
Baniih  all  your  guilty  fears  ; 
See  your  guilt  and  curfe  remove, 
Cancell'd  by  redeeming  love. 
Ye,  alas  !  who  long  have  been 
Willing  (laves  of  death  and  fm, 
Now  from  blifs  no  longer  rove. 
Stop  and  tafle  redeeming  love, 
"Welcome  all,  by  fni  oppreft. 
Welcome  to  his  facred  red  ; 
Jsiothing  brought  him  from  above, 
Nothing  but  redeeming  love. 
.  When  his  Spirit  leads  us  home, 
When  we  to  his  glory  come. 
We  thall  all  the  fullnefs  prove 
Of  oar  Lord's  redaeniing  love. 


SACRED  HYMNS.  117 

7  He  fubdu*d  th'  infernal  powers, 
Thoie  tremendous  foes  of  our's, 
From  their  curfed  empire  drove ; 
Mighty  in  redeeming  love. 

I  Hither,  then,  your  mufic  bring. 
Strike  aloud  each  cheerful  ftring  ; 
Mortals,  join  the  hoft  above,  ^ 

Join  to  praife  redeeming  love. 

HYMN    128.      7  &  6. 

Chrijl'ians  addrejfing  the  go/pel  minijler» 

1  f~\  SIR,  we  would  fee  Jefus, 
^^  The  bleifed  Prince  of  Love, 
He  only  can  relieve  us, 

And  all  our  griefs  remove. 
O  tell  us  as  a  preacher. 

Where  Jefus  Chrift  doth  dwell, 
Defcribe  his  charming  feature. 

His  glowing  beauties  telL 

2  O  fir,  we  would- fee  Jefus, 

The  fmner's  conllant  Friend, 
We  know  he  won't  deceive  us, 

But  love  us  to  the  end  ; 
His  bleifed  word  affures  us. 

His  hidden  ones  fhall  ftand, 
His  mighty  arm  fecures  us. 

From  all  the  hoftile  band. 
O  fir,  we  would  fee  Jefus, 

The  glorious  King  of  Grace, 

fight  of  him  would  eafe  us. 

And  fill  our  fouls  with  peace  ! 
*^  e  would  behold  his  beauty. 

And  run  into  his  arms, 


118  SACREt)  HYMNS, 

And  learn  the  Chriftian's  duty. 
Amid  ft  thole  bleffed  charms. 

4  O  llr,  we  would  fee  Jefus, 

As  Prophet,  Prieft  and  King  ; 
We  hope  he  will  receive  us, 

Though  we  are  poor  and  mean  ; 
For  in  the  holy  fcriptures, 

This  facred  truth  we  find, 
He  faves  fuch  wretched  creatures, 

Of  meek  and  lowly  mind. 

j[  O  fir,  we  would  fee  Jefus, 

And  at  his  feet  adore  ; 
His  ways  although  myfterious, 

We  humbly  would  explore  ; 
O  tell  us  were  to  find  him, 

And  how  we  may  him  know  5 
Where  does  this  Rofe  of  Sharon, 

This  fpotlefs  Lilly  grow  ? 

6  O  fir,  we  would  fee  Jefus, 

And  hearken  to  his  voice, 
O  this  would  greatly  pleafe  us 

And  make  our  hearts  rejoice  : 
This  found  is  fo  inviting, 

It  brings  the  dead  to  life  ; 
This  found  is  fo  tranfporting, 

It  ends  the  finner's  ft  rife. 

7  O  fir,  we  would  fee  Jefus, 

Defcending  from  above. 
And  making  up  his  jewels. 
The  objects  of  his  love  ; 
^  The  fun  and  moon  in  moumii'g, 
,    The  ftars  of  heaven  fall; 
The  awful  trumpet  founding 
The  miiverfal  call. 


SACRED  HYMNS.  119 

6  O  fir,  we  would  fee  Jefus  ! 

On  that  great  burning  day 
He'll  take  up  his  believers, 

And  carry  them  away 
To  their  bright  feats  in  glory, 

Forever  there  to  fing. 
And  I  ell  the  ble/led  ftory 

Of  Jefus  Chrill  their  King. 

PAUSE. 

9  O  when  fhall  I  fee  Jefus, 

And  reign  with  him  above  ; 
And  from  that  flowing  fountain 

Drink  everlafling  love  ? 
When  iliall  I  be  delivered 

From  this  vain  wcrld  of  fm, 
And  with  my  bleifed  Jefus 

Drink  endlefs  pieafures  in  I 

10  But  now  I  am  a  foldier, 

My  Captain's  gone  before. 
He's  given  me  my  orders, 

And  bid  m.e  not  give  o'er  ! 
Flis  faithful  word   has  promis'cl 

A  righleous  crown  to  give, 
And  all  his  valiant  fdldiers 

Eternal  life  fliall  have. 

1 1  Through  grace  I  am  determined 

To  conquer,  though  I  die, 
And  then  away  to  Jefus, 

On  wings  ot  love,  I'll  fly. 
Farewell  to  (in  and  forrow, 

1  bid  you  all  adieu  ; 
.^nd  O  my  friends,  prove  faichfulj 

And  on  your  way  purfue. 


120  SACRED  HYMNS. 

12  And  If  you  meet  with  troublts 

And  trials  on  your  way, 
Then  caft  your  care  on  Jefus, 

And  don't  forget  to  pray. 
Gird  on  the  heav'nly  armour 
Of  faith,  and  hope,  and  love  ! 
•  Then,  when  the  combat's  ended. 
He'll  carry  you  above. 

13  O  do  not  be  difcourag'd, 

For  Jefus  is  your  friend  ; 
And  if  you  want  more  knowledge, 

He'll  not  refufe  to  lend  : 
Neither  will  he  upbraid  you, 

Though  oft'ner  you  requeft  ; 
He'll  give  you  grace  to  conquer, 

And  take  you  home  to  reft. 

14  And  when  the  laft  loud  trumpet 

Shall  rend  the  vaulted  ikies, 
And  bid  the  deeping  millions 

From  their  cold  beds  arife. 
Our  ranfom'd  dull,  revived,' 

Bright  beauties  fliall  put  on. 
And  foar  to  the  bleft  manfion 

Where  our  Redeemer's  gone. 

15  Our  eyes  fhall  then  with  rapture 

The  Saviour's  face  behold  ; 
Our  feet,  no  more  diverted, 

Shall  walk  the  llreets  of  gold  : 
Our  ears  Ihall  hear  with  tranfport 

The  hofls  celeftial  ung  : 
Ouv  tongues  fhall  chant  the  gLmes 

Of  our  immortal  'King. 


SACRED  HYMNS.  121 

1 6  There  we  fhall  reign  triumphant 

Upon  the  blifsful  fhore, 
And  fhout  with  the  redeemed, 

"  Our  trials  all  are  o'er ; 
"  The  wicked  ceafe  from  troubling^, 

"  Our  weary  fouls  have  reft  ; 
"  We  now  ftiall  live  with  Jefus 

"  Eternal  ages  bleft." 

1 7  We  fhall  outvie  the  angels 

With  the  redeemed  throng, 
And  fhout  aloud,  "  Salvation  !  ** 

'Twill  be  our  endlefs  fong. 
They  fmg  creating  goodnefs. 

But  we  redeeming  love  ; 
^Tis  this  fhall  be  our   glory 

In  realms  of  joy  above. 


HYMN    129.     5  &  6.     Madan's  Coll. 
$alvation  to   Chr'iji  our   King.     Rev.   vii.   9—^12. 
I       \^  E  fervants  of  God, 

Your  Matter  proclaim, 
And  publifh  abroad 
His  wonderful  name. 
The  name  all  vi<aorious 

Of  Jefus  extol ; 
Kis  kingdom  is  glorious, 
And  rules  over  all. 
God  ruleth  on  high. 
Almighty  to  fave, 
And  Hill  he  is  nigh, 
Kis  pre  fence  we  have  : 
The  great  congregation 
His  triumph  fhall  fmg, 


122  SACRED  KYMNS. 

Afcribmg  falvatlon 
To  Jefus  our  King. 

3  Salvation  to  God, 
Who  fits  on  the  throne ; 
Let  all  cry  aloud, 

.    And  honour  the  Son  : 
Our  Jefus's  praifes 
-■  i'he  angels  proclaim, 
Fall  down  on  their  faqes. 
And  worfhip  the  La;^b. 

4  Then  let  us  adore 

And  give  him  his  right ; 

All  glory  and  pow'r. 

And  wifdom,  and  might ; 
All  honour  and  bluffing, 

With  aneels  above. 
And  thanks  never  ceafmg, 

And  infinite  love. 


HYMN    130.      S.  M.  Original. 

The  reign  of  grace.* 
I        T  SING  the  reign  of  grace  ! 
■*    Its  fovereign  pow'r  I  fmg  : 
Jehovah  is  its  fountain-head, 
Its  everlafting  fpring  ! 
^       Before  the  earth  was  form*d, 
Or  fun  with  brightnefs  flione, 
He  purposed  that  his  love  and  grace 
^  fmners  fhould  be  known. 
3       This  Eflorious  reigning  grace 
The  Father  God  difplayJd, 

*  Written   Lord's  day,  Dfif.  X3,  1807,  aficr  -if^nr 
fernion  from  Rom.  t.  ai. 


SACRED  HYMNS.  123 

In  freely  giving  his  dear  Son, 
Their  Sacritice  and  Head. 

4  The  Son  as  freely  comes  ; 
And  for  their  fin  he  dies  ; 

The  Holy  Spirit  feals  this  grace, 
And  all  this  love  applies. 

5  This  reign  of  grace  I  feel  ; 
Its  righteoufnefs  I  prove  : 

Jefus  has  conquer'd  this  vile  heart, 
And  flied  abroad  his  love. 

6  Raised  from  the  grave  of  fm, 
I  fmg  the  reign  of  grace  ! 

My  voice  I'll  evermore  employ 
In  fhouting  Jefus*  praife. 

HYMN    ISl.     CM.       Madak'sCotl. 
Prayer  for  a  quick  underjlandtng  in  the  fear  of  the  Lord, 

I  Almighty  God  of  truth  and  love, 

^     In  me  thy  pow'r  exert ; 
The  mountain  from  my  foul  remove, 
The  hardnefs  of  my  heart. 

2  My  moft  obdurate  heart  fubdue, 

In  honour  of  thy  Son  ; 
And  now  the  gracious  wonder  fheWj 
And  take  away  the  ftone. 

3  I  want  a  principle  within, 

Of  jealous,  godly  fear, 
,  A  fenfibility  of  fin, 

A  pain  to  feel  it  near. 
I  want  the  firft  approach  to  feel 

Of  pride,  or  vain  delire, 
■'fa  catch  the  wand'riiigs  of  my  will, 

And  quench  th?  kindling  fire. 


124  SACREB  HYMNS. 

5  From  thee  that  I  no  more  may  part, 

No  more  thy  goodnels  grieve, 
The  filial  awe,  the  flefhly  heart. 
The  tender  confcience  give. 

6  Quick  as  the  apple  of  an  eye, 

O  God,  my  confcience  make ; 
Awake  my  foul  wl^n  fm  is  nigh, 
And  keep  it  ftill  awake. 


HYMN    132.     H.  M.  J.  Proud. 

Necejftty  of  purity  in  the  church  and  in  profejfor:, 

1  F  we  would  enter  in 
New  Salem's  happy  gate, 

We  muft  depart  from  fin, 

And  ev'ry  evil   hate ; 
Nothing  unclean  mull  here  be  found, 
No  evil  feen ;   'tis  holy  ground. 

No  hypocrite's  difguife. 

Nor  fubtle  falfehood  here  ; 

From  uU  deceit  and  lies 

The  confcience  muft  be  clear  : 
Jefus  alone  is  fovereign  Lord, 
To  him  is  known  each  thought  and  WGr4. 

This  kingdom  is  for  thofe. 

Who  love  his  holy  name, 

Nor  can  Jehovah's  foes 

The  holy  city  claim  : 
'Tis  only  free  for  men  of  love, 
Whofe  hearts  are  fet  on  things  above 

Here  fuch  fhall  joyful  'it^^i 
And  drink  the  living  wine  ; 
From  third  and  hunger  freed. 
And  on  the  Lord  reclme  : 


SACRED  HYMNS.  12 ^ 

He  will  provide,  and  we  fliall  be 

Witli  good  fupply'd  ;  his  grace  is  tree.  ^ 

There  is  no  dan8;er  here, 

No  lurking  foes  are  found, 

Nor  fhall  we  need  to  fear  ; 

We  ftand  on  holy  ground. 
Safe  and  fecure  we  here  may  reft, 
And  fhall  endure,  forever  bleft. 


HYMN    133,     Elevens. 
The  great  harvejl,  or  tHe  end  of  the  luorld. 
I  T^HE  fields  arc  all  white,  and  the  harveft  is  near, 
1   The  reapers  now  with  their  l>iarp  fickle;]  appear 
To  reap  down  the  wheat,  and  to  itort:  it  ui  Cuan  , 
But  th'  wild  plants  of  nature  muft  evermore  Din  a. 
it  Come  then,  O  my  foul,  meditate  on  that  day 
When  all  things  in  nature  Ihall  ceafe  and  decay,. 
When  th' trumpet  (hall  found, and  the  angels  appcur, 
To  reap  down  the  earth,both  the  wheat  and  the  tai  e. 
1  But  hear  the  fad  cry  that  afcends  to  the  ficy, 
Of  thofe  in  diftrefs,  that  have  no  where  to  Uy  1 
They'll  call  on  the  rocks  and  the  mountains  to  :a.. 
Upon  them,  to  hide  from  the  great  Judg/-  of  a-.i . 
A  But  'twill  be  in  vain  ;  for  the  mountains  mu'it  fkt^» 
I'he  rocks  fly  like  hailltones,  and  ihall  no  mor^  Qt ; 
The  earth  too  fiiall  quake,  the  broad  L^as  mall  rctn   - 
And  this  folid  world  fnall  then  all  be  on  fire  I 
r  But  hear  the  kind  Judge  in  that  great  day's  alai  iV., 
"   *<  Firft  gather  my  faints  and  bring  them  to  nr/  ?.v.v.f^ 
That  th'  feven  laft  plagues  maybe pour'd  out  on  tbne 
•'  Who've  blafphemM  my  name  and  my  faints  have 
oppos'd.*' 
"'^^  .  Thcu,  O  wretched  mortals,  look  up,  and  t  fpy 
"'''       'e  glorious  Redeemer  defcend  from  the  llcy  ; 
,1  a  chariot  offirc  to  the  earth  he  is  bou.id,   ^ 
'   '.'ith  a  guard  Sebright  angels  attenduij^-  arcua., 
I,  s 


126  SACRED  HYMNS. 

7  "  Come  hither,  ye  nations,  your  fcnt^pce  receive, 
No  more  fnall  my  word  you  invite  to  believe  ! 
My  judgment  is  right,  my  great  fentence  is  juft  ; 
Come  hither,  ye  blcfsM  ;  but  depart,  all  yecurs'd/' 

8  O  finners,  take  warning,  and  fcek  ye  the  Lord, 
i  have  not  been  jefting,  it  is  Chvift's  own  word, 
Thatthofe  who've  done  good  in  his  glory  (iiall  Hand, 
But  thole  who've  done  evil,  fhall  fureiy  be  damn'd. 

9  So  farewell,  I  leave  you  to  ponder  your  way, 
May  th'  Lord  feal  inftnidion  from  what  I  now  fay, 
Our  fouls  to  his  throne  let  us  pour  out  in  pray'r. 
That  all  be  prepared  to  meet  Chrift  m  the  air. 


HYMN    134..      Elevens. 

T/je  mintfler's  trial  and  rel'iff, 

I    A  S  lambs  amor)g  wolves,  Jefus'  minifters  %o, 
J^  Befet  by  a  vain  world,  and  eveiy  foe. 
Great  dangers  appearing,  and  forrows  arife. 
And  tempefts  of  trial  oft  darken  their  fkies. 

a  Flefh,  and  Satan,  and  world,  difturb  his  repofc  y 
What  forrowful  feafons  the  minifter  knows  ! 
His  own  imperfections  difcourage  his  heart  ; 
And  fianders  of  brethren  to  grief  add  their  part. 

3  Oft  when  he  goes  forth  to  proclaim  the  glad  news, 
DiftrefsM  he  looks  back  and  his  family  views, 
Who  need  his  kind  help  and  affiftance  at  home, 
And  long  for  the  time  when  their  helper  will  corae» 

4  The  church  oft  negleft  him  in  times  of  diftreff:> 
The  w^orld  will  defpife  too  his  humble  addrefr, ; 
He*s  a  fool  and  impoftor  in  infidel's  eyes. 

Who  fcofFwhen  he  tells  them  the  dead  ihall  a;;'-;, 

Diftrefs'd  he  looks  round  upon  pcrifhing  foiiisv 
Wlvilft  vengeance  and  wrath  in  loudthundcri;v: 
And  threatens  the  fmner  witlij|||ift  overthrow  . 
iri  rt'gions  of  darknefs  and  hon-^r  bels^r 


S AG  R^D  HYMN  S.  1 2 T 

ty  Th€  diurchi>refents  o^  a  forrowful  feene  ; 
For  parties  arife  and  great  jarR  be  between  ; 
Some  formal  and  lifekfs  ;  fotrie  will  not  be  led  ; 
And  others  with  vifions  and  foncies  are  Jed. 

7  Thus  while  he  looks  round  upon  fuiner  and  faint, 
Hi8  heart  is  borne  down,  almoft  ready  to  faint  ; 
In  all  the  diftrefles  and  forrows  he  knows, 
Where  fliall  be  apply  for  found  joy  and  repole  . 

8  To  God  his  c^ood  friend !  who  has  ^^^e  this  decree, 
*'  That  as  thy  days  are,  ever  Ihall  thy  ftrengthbe  , 
'Tisioyful  indcfdfor  his  poor  heart  to  find 

His  confcience  approving,  and  God  to  him  kind. 
0  He  fee?^,  thou-h  poor  fmners  the  goipel  deride, 
^  Make  fongs  of  the  faints,  &  loud  boaft  m  their  pndc  ; 

Their  triumphs  are  fleeting,  they^ll  end  in  the  grave  ; 

A  portioa  'in  this  life  is  ail  tliey  will  have. 

10  Impenitent  finner^  arc  doom'd  ^o  depart  1 

'Tis  iufc ;  for  they  finaed  with  hand  and  wuh  heart, 

^Gainft  (udgmentsand  callings,  'gamft  confcience 

"      and  vows,  L^^ows. 

'Gainft  warnings  .tr.d  mercies,  which  God  now  ne- 

11  He  fees,  though  the  faints  often  ftumbie  andftray, 
And  often  in  parties  fall  out  by  the  way  ;  ^ 

Yet  whole  in  their  Surety,  they'll  foonbtyxoove 
The  frailties  cf  nature,  tranrportcd  i^  love, 
J  a  The  Spirit  of  grace  which  his  God  doth  impai-t. 
Is  often  Ihed  dov>-n  to  rejoice  his  weak  hear: ; 
It  ftrengthens  his  hope,  and  his  patience  and  love  ; 
His  zeal  then  takes  fire,  and  his  faith  foais  abov-. 
1 1  He  hopes  in  a  lliort  time  the  war  will  be  o- ei, 
'"His  foul  will  ther  reft  upon  Canaan's  f«ir  fhore  ; 
The  joys  of  tholvr  manfions  will  richly  rcs\^»d 
^^  His.crciVes  and  trials  in  foil* wing  Ks  Lord. 
'^^  Then  cheerful  Til  travel  to  meet  every  fee, 

\  iHoyful  march  onwards  where  God  biCs  me  go, 
i  u  work  white|§klay  I  and  then  i-eft  when 'tis  night, 
Jsi  manfiOTS  of^ory  and  endleia  delight. 


128  SACRED  HYMNS. 

15  The  prophets  in  old  time  did  labour  more  hard. 
But  goat-fkins  and  dens  they  received  for  reward ; 
Chrift  and  his  apoftles  wrought  much  in  their  day, 
And  dungeons  and  gibbets  they  had  for  their  pay. 

16  We  labour  far  lefs,  but  have  much  better  fare  ! 
Then  banifh  complaining,  and  all  anxious  care  ; 
Confide  in  that  God  who  hears  young  ravens  cry. 
Be  ftedfaft  in  duty  till  death  lliall  draw  nigh. 


HYMN    135.     Elevens. 

Redemption  in  Chrijl. 

1    f~^  OME,  friends  and  relations,  let's  join  heart  and  hand  ; 
V^   The  voice  of  the  turtle  is  heard  in  our  land  I 
Let's  all  wallc  together,  and  follow  the  found, 
And  march  co  the  place  where  redemption  is  found. 

a  The  place  it  is  hidden,  the  place  'tis  conceal'd, 
Nor  can  be  known  fully  until  'tis  reveal'd ; 
The  place  is  in  Jefus,  to  him  we  will  go. 
And  there  find  redemption  from  fin,  death,  and  wo, 

3  The  place  it  is  hidden,  by  reafon  of  fin, 
For  ann'.Ts  fee  not  the  fad  flute  they  are  in ; 
They're  blinded,  polluted,  in  prifon  and  pain  : 
O  how  can  fuch  rebels  redemption  obtain  ! 

4  But  if  yqu^el  wounded  and  bruis'd  by  the  fall, 
Then  looff^ip  to  Jefus,  'tis  you  he  doth  call ; 
And  if  you  are  tenipted  to  doubt  or  dcfpair, 
llien  come  home  to  Jefus, — redemption  is  there. 

5  And  you,  my  dear  b  'cthren,  that  love  my  dear  Lord. 
Who've  witnefs'd  free  pardon  by  faith  in  his  v.'orr., 
Let  patience  attend  you  wherever  you  be, 

Your  Saviour  hath  given  redemption  moft  free. 

6  Scon  will  the  archangel  the  bft  trumpet  found, 
And  wake  all  the  dead  that  fleep  under  the  gro»i:d  , 
The  found  or  that  trumpet  will  bid  ynu  arlfe. 

To  meet  your  redemption  with  joyful  furpr.T  . 

7  O  !  tlien  loving  Jefus  our  fouls  jjjji^  receive, 
f^-oin  bond«  ©f  conuption  eur  fcwncs  relieve; 


SACREB  HYMNij.  12S 

Then  we  fijall  be  perfeS,  and  we  fhall  be  free : 
We'll  fing  of  redemption  wherever  we  be. 

8  Redeemed  from  fin,  and  redeemed  from  death. 
Redeem 'd  from  corruption,  redeem'd  from  the  earth, 
Redeem'd  from  damnation,  redeem'd  from  all  wo; 
We'll  fijig  of  redemption  wherever  we  go. 

9  Redeem'd  from  all  fm,  and  redeem'd  from  diftrcfs ;      '  - 
The  fruits  of  redemption  no  tongue  can  exprefs  : 
Redemption  we  ow^e  to  our  Jefus's  love ; 

We'll  fmg  fweet  redemption  in  glory  aboyc. 


HYMN    136.     Elevens. 

The  theme  of  redempttoru 

1  "T  X7"ITH  pleafure,  dear  brethren,  come  let  us  record 
V  V     The  mauifoid  mercies  of  Jefus  our  Lord, 
Who  lov'd  us,  redeem'd  us  from  fin,  death,  and  Wd, 
That  we  migiit  his  glory  and  mercy  all  know. 

ft  This  myft'ry,  which  Jefus  our  Saviour  above 
Difplay'd  in  redemption,  tlxrough  izifiuite  love. 
No  bemg  that's  living,  nor  mortals  of  old, 
Kor  angels,  nor  feraph?,  can  ever  unfoid. 

3  Our  fouls,  deep  in  ruin,  quite  loft,  did  he  fpy, 
And  down  he  defcended  from  manfions  on  high ; 
His  love  was  fo  woucirous,  his  pity  fo  p*eat,ife: 
He  luffer'd  for  Tinners,  atopemcnt  to  make. 

4  And  then  he  afcended,  exalted  on  high. 
No  more  now  to  fufFcr,  or  forrow,  or  die ; 
Then  down  did  he  fend  the  good  Spirit  of  Grace, 
Salvation  to  work  in  the  hearts  of  our  race. 

J  The  love  of  our  Jefus,  who  did  tis  redeem, 

A:^d  mercy,  was  then  all  our  joy  and  our  theme ; 
^jSweet  aathenie,  abounding  with  pleafure,  we  fung, 
*^  '  "  glory  to  Jefus  was  rais'd  from  each  tongue. 

n,  then,  ye  Chriftians  ;  come,  let  us  renew 
Tne  of  redemption  •  with  pleafure  purfuc 

'  h  of  obediencej  through  labours  of  love, 
fhall  arrive  in  fair  Canaan  ab^vc. 


ISO  SACRED  HYMNS. 

HYMN   137.    P.M. 

The  voice  of  free  grace. 
X  ^'  I  'HE  voice  of  free  grace  cries,  Efcape  to  the  mountain, 
X     For  Adam's  Joft  race  Chrift  hasjopeu'd  a  fofintain. 
For  fio,  and  tranfgreflion,  and  every  pollution; 
The  blood  flows  mod  freely  in  ftreams  of  lalvation. 
Hallelujah  to  the  Lamb,  who  has  blefa'd  us  with  pardon, 
And  we'll  praifc  him  again  when  we  pafs  over  Jordan. 
0,  This  fountain  fo  clear,  in  which  all  may  find  pardon, 
From  jefus'  fide  flows,  a  plenteous  redemption  ; 
Though  your  fins  were  as  great  and  as  high  as  a  mountaifli 
The  blood  it  flows  freely,  in  ilreams  of  falvation. 
Hallelujah,  &c. 

3  O  Jefus,  ridaon  !  thy  kingdom  is  glorious; 

Over  fm,  death,  and  hell  thou  wilt  make  us  vldorloiu  : 
Thy  name  fhall  be  praisM  in  the  great  congregation, 
And  faints  (hall  delight  in  afcribiiJg  falvation. 
Hallelujah,  &c. 

4  When  on  Zion  we  fland,  having  gain'd  the  bleft  (hore9 
With  our  harps  in  our  hands,  we  will  praife  evermore ; 
W  c'll  range  the  bleft  fields,  on  the  banks  of  the  river. 
And  fing  halldkijah  forever  and  ever. 

Hallelujah,  &c. 

HYIS^    1|8.     S.  M.  Original.- 

Hope  mahth  not  ajhamed.     Rom.  v.  5. 

I        |_1  Oi^E   is  a  grat^  divine  ; 

^  -*■   It  faves  the  foul  from  Ihame, 
Becaufe  God's  love  is  flied  abroad, 

And  burns,  a  holy  flame. 
3       Like  ancient  chaos,  dark 

Is  ev'ry  fmner's  heart ; 
The  Holy  Spirit's  pow'r  and  grace 

A  glorious  light  impart. 
3       Whilll  thofe  who  fear  not  God 

Are  bound  in  willing  chains 


SACRZD  HYMNS,  131 

Of  bondage  to  theit  luft  and  pride, 

The  faint  full  freedom  gains. 

Jefus  his  guilt  removes  ; 

His  pardon's  fign'd  with  blood : 
Delivered  from  all  fears  of  wrath. 

He  hopes  to  dwell  with  God. 

To  Chrift  within  the  vail 

He  looks  for  perfed  joy  : 
Tempefts  of  fin,  and  Satan's. rage. 

This  hope  can  ne'er  deftroy. 

It  refts  on  truth  divine  ; 

God's  promifes  fecure 
A  crown  of  righteoufnefs  to  faints, 

That  always  will  endure. 


HYMN    139.     CM. 

Night  thought, 

TTOW  can  I  fleeg,  when  angels  fmg, 
^  -*■  And  all  the  faints  on  high 
Cry  glory  to  the  eternal  King, 

The  Lamb  that  once  did  die. 
When  guardian  angels  fill  the  room, 

And,  hov'ring  round  my  bed. 
Clap  their  glad  wings  in  love  to  him 

Who  is  my  glorious  Head  ; 
O  how  can  I  inactive  lie. 

And  thoughtlefs  all  the  night. 
When  thofe  celeftial  fpirits  praife 

The  Lord  with  all  their  might ! 
Thofe  joyful  fpirits  never  fleep  ; 

Their  love  is  always  new  ; 
Then,  O  my  foul,  no  longer  ceafe 

To  lov»  aad  praife  him  too. 


132  SACRED  HYMNS, 

5  For  I,  of  all  the  race  that  fell. 

Or  all  tlie  heav'nly  hoft. 
Have  greateft  caufe  with  humble  foiil 
To  love  and  praife  him  moft. 

6  Did  God  the  Father  love  men  fo. 

As  to  bellow  his  Son 
A  ranfom,  linners  to  redeem, 
And  fave  from  wrath  to  come ! 

7  Did  Jefus  leave  the  Father*s  brea(l, 

That  heav'n  of  heav'ns  on  high, 
And  come  to  earth,  this  world  of  wa, 
For  guilty  men  to  die  ? 

1^  And  has  the  Holy  Ghofl  apply 'd 
The  blood  of  Chrid  to  me. 
To  cleanfe  my  guilty  foul  from  fin, 
And  fet  my  fpirit  free  f 

)  With  me,  O  heav'n  and  earth  admire 
Who  am  of  all  the  race 
The  chiefeft  finner,  and  deferve 
In  hell  the  hotted  place. 

I  o  Yet  mercy  here  and  truth  can  mefet, 
^  And  God  can  juftify. 

Through  Jefus  Chrid's  moft  precious  blood, 
So  vile  a  wretch  as  L 

PAUSE. 

» I   NO  longer  then  will  I  lie  here, 
But  rife,  to  praife  and  pray; 
And  join  to  fmg,  while  I  enjoy 
A  glimpfe  of  heav'nly  day. 
iz  I'll  view  the  glories  of  the  Lord, 
And  ferve  him  all  my  days : 
For  what  he  in  his  e /fence  is, 
My  foul  ihall  fing  his  praife. 


SACfRED  HYMNir,  l$$ 

I J  His  glories  bind  my  foul  to  him^ 
While  them  by  faith  I  fee, 
For  u^hich  adore  him,  O  my  foul. 
And  for  his  gifts  to  thee. 

14  Thanks  to  the  Father  for  the  Soa  | 
To  Chrift  for  righteoufnefs  j 
And  to  the  Holy  Spirit,  who 
BeftowM  this  heav'nly  drefs. 

15  Lord,  give  me  ftrength  to  die  to  Cm-j 

And  run  the  Chriftian  race  ; 
To  live  to  God,  and  glorify 
The  riches  of  his  grace. 

1 6  My  lovely  Jefus,  while  on  eartk, 

Arofe  before  *twas  day^ 
And  to  a  foHtary  place 
Departed,  there  to  pray. 

17  I'll  do  as  did  my  blefTed  Lord, 

His  footfleps  I  will  trace  ; 
I  long  to  meet  him  in  the  grove. 
And  view  his  fmiling  face. 

18  And  when  my  foul  hath  found  my  Icvtj, 

I'll  let  him  go  ho  more  j 
But  bring  him  to  my  Father's  houle. 
That  all  may  him  adore. 

19  Now  let  all  drowfinefs  be  gone, 

Let  me  enjoy  my  Lord, 
And  let  my  mind  be  fwallow'd  u^ 
In  his  eternal  word. 

ftb  If  meditations  all  divine 

At  midnight  fill  my  foul. 
Sleep  Ihall  no  longer  all  my  pow'rs 
And  faculties  control. 
M 


154  SACRED  HYMNS. 

2 1  But  1*11  arife,  and  fing,  and  przj. 

And  fpend  fuch  hours  of  joy- 
In  praiiing  him  whole  glorious  name 
My  heart  and  tongue  employ. 

22  Yet  if  my  nature  fhould  require 

In  lleep  a  little  reft  ; 
Dear  Jefus,  let  it  be  no  more 
Than  thou  fhalt  think  is  befti 


HYMN    140.     Sevens.     Madan's  Coll. 
Temptedy  but  Jlying  to  Chrlfi  the  refuge* 

1  TESUS,  lover  of  my  foul, 
J  Let  me  to  thy  boibm  fly. 
While  the  nearer  waters  roll, 
While  the  tempeil  ftill  is  high  I 

2  Hide  me,  O  my  Saviour,  hide. 
Till  the  dorm  of  hfe  be  paft  ; 
Safe  into  the  haven  guide  ; 

0  receive  my  foul  at  laft. 

3  Other  refuge  have  I  none. 
Hangs  my  helplefs  foul  on  thee  ; 
Leave,  ah  !  leave  me  not  alone. 
Still  I'upport  and  comfort  me. 

4  All  my  truft  on  thee  Is  ftay*d. 
All  my  heip  from  thee  I  bring  ; 
Cover  my  defencelefs  head 
With  the  Ihadow  of  lay  wing. 

5  rhou,  O  Chriif ,  art  all  I  want ; 
Ail  in  all,  in  thee  I  find  ; 
Raife  the  fallen,  cheer  the  faint. 
Heal  the  fick:,  and  lead  the  blind. 

€  Jufl:  and  holy  is  thy  name, 

1  am  all  unii2:hteoafners, 


SACRl©  MYMNS.  13S 

Vile  and  full  of  fm  I  am, 

Thou  art  full  of  truth  and  grace* 
^  Plenteous  grace  with  t\}ee  is  found, 

Grace  to  pardon  all  my  fm  ; 

Let  the  healing  ftreams  abound, 

Make  and  keep  me  pure  within. 
$  Thou  of  life  the  fountain  art ; 

Freely  let  me  take  of  thee  : 

Spring  tliou  up  within  my  heart  ; 

Rife  to  all  eternity. 

HTMN   141.      8  &  7. 
Seekers  of  ihi  Lord  encouraged, 
^  T^And^iing  pilgrims,  mourning  Chriftlans, 
Weak  and  tempted  lambs  of  Chrift,  " 
Who  endure  great  tribulation. 

And  with  fms  are  much  diftrefs'd  j 

2  Chrift  has  fent  me  to  invite  you 

To  a  rich  and  coLly  feaft  ; 
Let  not  ftiame  nor  pride  prevent  you  j 
Come,  the  fwect  provifion  tafte. 

3  If  you  have  a  heart  lamenting, 

And  bemoaii  your  v/retched  cafe, 
Come  to  Jefus  ChriR  repenting, 
He  will  give  you  gofpel  grace. 

4  If  you  want  a  heart  to  fear  him. 

Love  and  ferve  him  all  your  days, 
Only  come  to  Chrift  and  alk  him. 

He  will  guide  you  in  his  ways. 
If  your  heart  is  unbelieving. 

Doubting  Jefus'  pardoning  love. 
Lay  hard  by  Bethefda  waiting, 

Till  the  troubled  waters  more  ; 


186.  .  SACRED  HYMNS. 

15  If  no  man  appears  to  help  you, 
All  their  efforts  prove  but  talk, 
Jefus,  Jefus  he  will  cieanfe  you ; 
Rife,  take  up  your  bed  and  wal^» 

7  If  like  Peter  you  are  fmking, 
In  the  fea  of  unbelief, 
Wait  with  patience,  always  praying, 
Chrift  will  fend  you  fweet  relief. 

B  He  will  give  you  grace  and  glory. 
All  your  wants  fhall  be  fupply'd, 
Canaan,  Canaan  lies  before  you  ; 
Rife,  and  crofs  the  fwelHng  tide, 

5  Death  (hall  not  deftroy  your  comfort, 

Chrifl  fhall  guard  you  through  the  gloom, 
Down  he'll  fend  a  heavenly  convoy. 
To  convey  you  to  his  home. 

10  There  you'll  fpend  your  days  in  pleafure, 
Free  from  ev'ry  want  and  care  ; 
Come,  O  come,  my  blefled  Saviour, 
Fain  my  fpirit  would  be  there. 

HYMN    142.     CM.  Original. 

The  young  converfs  meditation  refpe£tin^  (f  profefj^cn 

of  religion. 
i     A  ND  can  ft  thou  then  believe,  my  foul, 
^^  That  Jefus  is  thy  frf^id  ? 
Tliat  he  his  love  -hath  fix'd  on  thee  \ 
That  love  which  cannot  end  ? 

a  If  thou  in  truth  his  powV  haft  known> 
And  felt  his  changing  grace, 
Thy  duty  'tis  his  church  to  join, 
And  give  him  »11  the  praife. 


SACRIP  HYMNS.  137 

3  He  fayg  to  each  regen'rate  foul, 

«  Confefs  thy  Saviour  God  :" 
His  great  command  I  will  Obey  ; 
I  love  his  holy  word. 

4  But  will  the  faints,  the  fons  of  God, 

Believe  that  I,  fo  vile, 
Have  felt  thy  fovereign  love,  my.  Lord, 
And  feen  thy  gracious  fmile  ? 

5  What  fhall  I  do,  if  they  refufe, 

And  fay  I  know  thee  not  I 
Dear  Saviour,  wih  thou  fmile  on  me, 
If  this  fliould  be  my  lot  ? 

6  My  cafe  I  humbly  leave  with  tliee ; 

Duty  alone  is  mine  ! 
In  duty's  pleafant  path  I  fhall 
Behold  thy  heavenly  fhine. 
J-  PU  praife  thee  through  my  pilgrimage. 
With  voice  and  heart  and  tmigue  ; 
«  Jefus,  my  ftrength  and  righteoufnefs," 
Shall  be  my  cheerful  fong. 


HYMN  U3.    H.  M.  EuRNH. 

Ktwwledge  of  Ghr'ijl. 
J       TTO  know  that  Chrift  is  mine, 
'*'    To  view  his  fmiling  face. 
To  fee  his  glory  ihine, 
Gives  pure  and  perfecl  peace  ; 
O  may  I  ever  fmg,  and  lay, 
Jefiis  the  Saviour  dy'd  for  me. 
Z       To  ME,  how  wondrous  kind  ; 
On  MS,  what  bleffings  fall  ; 
Ki'^  crofs  delights  m.y  mind  ; 
ir.o  love  tranlports  my  foui  : 


SB  sax: RED  HYMNS, 

V/hilfl:  on  his  bofom  I  recline, 
He  tells  me  aU  he  has  is  mine. 

3  Mike,  his  atoning  blood  ! 
And  MINE,  his  righteoufnefs  1 
Mine,  all  the  grace  of  God ! 
And  MINE,  the  gofpel  peace  ! 

Mine,  ev'ry  promife  in  the  word  I 
And  mine,  the  fuilnefs  of  the  Lord  ! 

4  Jefiis,  I  now  adore, 
Salvation  now  I  prove  ; 
Lord,  may  I  never  more 
Sufpedt  thy  dying  love  ; 

Let  none  deprive  me  of  this  pleii, 

**  The  gre4t  Redeemer  dy'd  for  me  ! '' 

PAUSE, 

5  ALL  the  converted  train 
Know  the  great  Shepherd's  voice, 
Feel  the  Meffiah's  reign. 

And  in  his  death  rejoice  : 
The  heav'n^born  faint  Ih all  fmg,  and  d-] 
"  The  great  Redeemer  dy'd  for  me.  " 

S       For  ME,  for  me,  he  fills 
The  Mediator's  throjie  ; 
For  ME,  he  now  prevails, 
'i'hat  bleffings  may- come  down  ; 
BleiTings  defcend,  bleflings  diyipe. 
Thus  do  I  prove  my  Jefys  mine. 

7       Mine,  all  the  fruits  of  love  ! 
And  MIME,  the  /hining  throne  ! 
Mine,  all  the  joys  above  I 
Ar.d  MINE,  tlie  glorious  crown  ! 
All  Jeiiis  is  and  has  is  mine, 
And  I  with  him  fhall  ever  InJae* 


SACRED  HYMNS.  139 

Ye  (eekers  of  the  Lord, 

Believe  the  promife  true  ; 

O  take  him  at  his  word, 

And  fing,  'Tis  all  for  you  : 
Bury  your  fears  in  Galv'ry's  blood. 
And  fhout  the  dying  Lamb  of  God. 


HYMN    144^.     PcM. 

M  hlejfings  through  Chr'ijl, 

A  LMIGHTY  Love,  infpire 
"^^  Our  fouls  with  facred  fire. 
And  animate  defire, 

Our  journey  to  purfue  ; 
To  thee  we'll  join  in  praifes 
While  in  thefe  thorny  mazes, 
Until  we  fee  thy  traces 

In  the  ether'al  blue. 

O  Jefus,  may  we  rife 
To  thee  above  the  fkies. 
Thy  love  is  what  we  prize  ! 

We're  in  ourfelves  undone  ! 
No  feraph  could  retrieve  us. 
No  angel  could  redeem  us. 
No  creature's  arm  relieve  us, 

But  thy  free  grace  alone. 

When  ruinM,  loft,  and  dead,   ^ 
Ke  came  our  Covenant  Yi^-^A^ 
And  in  our  room  and  ftead 

Gave  up  his  foul  to  God  ; 
By  him  redeemed  from  hf>:Tor, 
And  everlafting  forrow, 
Vs^e,  to  his  waftlcfs  treafure, 

iJave  free  accefs  by  blood. 


140  SACRED  HYMNS. 

4  O  thou,  the  fmner's  friend, 
My  feeble  prayer  attend. 
And  fave  me  to  the  end, 

From  evil  that's  to  come  ; 
O  grant  to  me  the  favour. 
Which  i/Tues  from  thy  pleafure. 
And  O  forfake  me  never. 

But  take  me  to  thy  home. 

5  Thy  prefence  here  I  pray, 
O  do  not  tell  me  nay  ! 
For  here  I  cannot  ftay, 

Unlefs  thou  with  me  dwell  I 
Thou  art  alone  my  teacher. 
And  thou  my  only  leader, 
O  thou  art  my  great  Saviour, 

From  fear,  from  fm  and  hell. 

4  But  patiently  I'll  ftay. 
And  wait  the  ble/fed  day, 
When  thou  call  me  away. 

To  manfions  bright  above ; 
There  to  enjoy  thy  favour. 
And  thy  unwafting  treafure, 
And  fhout  in  higheft  meaiure, 
The  vid'ries  of  thy  love. 


HYMN   1 45.     CM.     D  r  .  D  o  d  d  r  i  d 
Chrijl  precious  to  the  believer.      I  Peter  ii.  ' 

JESUS,  I  love  thy  charming  name  ; 
Tis  raufic  to  my  ear; 
Fain  would  I  found  it  out  fo  loud. 
That  earth  and  heav'n  might  hear. 

Yes,  thou  art  precious  to  my  foul, 
My  tranfport,  and  my  truft  : 


SACRED  HYMNS.  141 

Jewels  to  thee  are  gaudy  toys, 
A»d  gold  is  fordid  duft. 

3  All  my  capacious  pow'rs  can  vndi 

In  thee  moft  richly  meet : 
Nor  to  mine  eyes  is  light  fo  dear, 
Nor  friend fnip  half  fo  fweet. 

4  Thy  grace  (hall  dwell  vtpon  my  heart, 

And  fhed  its  fragrance  there ; 
The  noblefl:  balm  of  all  its  wounds. 
The  cordial  of  its  care. 

5  rU  fpeak  the  honours  of  thy  name 

With  my  lad  lab' ring  breath  ; 
Then  dying  clafp  thee  in  mine  arms. 
The  antidote  of  death. 


HYMN    U6/     8  7  4. 

Come  and  'welcome  to  Jefus  Chriji,     Ifaiah  Iv.  I. 

1  r^  OME,  ye  fmners,  poor  and  wretched, 
^^  Weak  and  wounded,  fick  and  fore  1 

•   Jefus  ready  (lands  to  fave  you. 
Full  of  pity  join'd  with  power : 

He  is  able. 
He  is  willing  :  doubt  no  more  ! 

2  Come,  ye  thirfty,  come,  and  welcome ; 

God's  free  bounty  glorify  : 
True  belief,  and  true  repentance, 
Every  grace  that  brings  us  nigh— 

Without  money, 
Come  to  Jefus  Chrift,  and  buy. 
^  Let  not  confcience  make  you  linger, 
Nor  of  fitnefs  fondly  dream  ; 
All  the  fitnefs  he  requijreth, 
Is  to  feel  your  need  of  him  : 


142  SACRED  HYMNS. 

This  he  gives  you  ; 
'Tis  his  Spirit's  rifing  beam. 

4  Come,  ye  weary,  heavy  laden, 

Loft  and  ruin'd  by  the  fall ! 
If  you  tarry  till  you're  better, 
You  will  never  come  at  all : 

Not  the  righteous. 
Sinners  Jefus  came  to  call. 

5  View  him  proftrate  in  the  garden  ! 

On  the  ground  your  Maker  lies  I 
On  the  bloody  tiee  behold  him  ; 
Hear  him  cry,  before  he  dies, 

«  It  is  finifh'd  :  " 
Sinner,  v/ill  not  this  fufEce  ? 
$  Lo  th'  incarnate  God,  afcended. 
Pleads  the  merit  of  his  blood  : 
Venture  on  him,  venture  wholly. 
Let  no  other  trufl:  intrude  ', 

None  but  Jefus 

Can  do  helplefs.  fmners  good. 

7  Saints  and  angels,  joln'd  in  concert, 

Sing  the  praiies  of  the  Lamb  : 

While  the  blifsful  feats  of  heaven 

Sweetly  echo  v?ith  his  name. 

Hallelujah ! 
Sinners,  here,  may  fing  the  fame. 


HYMN    147.    L.  M.      Madan's  Cqll. 

Glory  to  Gad  for  Chrift. 
f\^  him  who  did  falvation  bring, 

Lord,  may  we  ever  think  and  fmg  : 
Arife,  ye  guiity,  he'll  forgive  : 
Arife,  ye  needy,  he'll  relieve. 


SAeRED  HYMNS.  l^iB 

2  Etenial  Lord,  Almighty  King, 

All  heaven  doth  with  thy  triumphs  ring  ! 
Thou  conquer' ft  all  beneath,  above, 
Devils  with  force,  and  men  with  love  • 

3  To  purge  our  fms,  Chrift  flied  his  blood,. 
He  dy*d  to  bring  us  near  to  God  : 

Let  all  the  world  fall  down  and  know, 
That  none  but  God  fuch  love  could  Ihow. 


HYMN    US,     Eights.  Newton. 

Creation  unjatufying  'without  Chrifl. 
I  UOW  tedious  and  taitelefs  the  hours, 

-*^  When  Jefus  no  longer  I  fee  ; 

Sweet  profpeas,  fweet  birds,  and  fweet  flow  r^ 

Have  loft  all  their  fweetnefs  with  me. 
z  The  midfummer  fun  Ihines  but  dim, 

The  fields  ftrive  in  vain  to  look  gay  y 

But  when  I  am  happy  in  him, 

December's  as  pleafant  as  May. 

3  His  name  yields  the  richeft  perfume. 
And  fweeter  than  mufic  his  voice  ! 
His  prefence  difperfes  my  gloom, 
Aad  makes  all  within  me  rejoice. 

4  I  ftiould,  were  he  always  thus  nigk. 
Have  nothing  to  wifli  or  to  fear  ; 
No  mortal  fo  happy  as  If 

My  fummer  would  laft  all  the  year. 

5  Content  with  beholding  his  face. 
My  all  to  his  pleafure  refign'd  ; 
No  changes  of  feafon  or  place 
Would  make  any  change  in  my  mind. 

6  While  blefsM  with  a  fenfe  of  his  love, 
A  palace  a  toy  would  appear  j 


144}  SACRED  HYMNS* 

And  prifons  would  palaces  prove, 
If  Jefus  would  dwell  witli  me  there. 

7  Dear  Lord,'  if  indeed  I  am  thine. 
If  thou  art  my  fun  and  mj  fong ; 
Say,  why  do  I  languifli  and  pine, 
And  why  are  my  winters  fo  long  ? 

S  O  drive   thefe  dark  clouds  from  my  iky. 
Thy  foul-cheering  prefence  reftore  ; 
Or  take  me  unto  thee  on  high. 
Where  winter  and  clouds  are  no  more. 


HYMN    149.     5&11.     Madan'sColl. 
Crucifixion  ts  the  'world, 

1  r\  TELL  me  no  more 

^^   Of  this  world's  vain  (lore  i 
The  time  for  filch  trifles  witli  me  now  is  o'er. 

2  A  country  Pve  found, 
Where  true  joys  abound  ; 

To  dwell  I'm  d.3termin*d  on  that  happy  groimd. 

3  The  fouls  that  believe. 
In  paradife  live  ; 

And  me  in  that  number  will  Jefus  receive. 

4  My  foul,  don*t  delay, 
Ke  calls  thee  away ; 

Rife,  follow  thy  Saviour,  and  bleft  the  glad  day. 

5  No  mortal  doth  know 

What  he  can   bel^ov/,  fi::^, 

\Vhat  light,  ilrcngth,  and  comfcii; :  go  after 

6  And  when  I'm  to  die, 

"  T^^eceive  me,"  I'll  cry  ; 
For  Je-rus  hith  lov'd  nie,  I  cannot  "fay 


SACRED  HYMNS,  145 

7  And  noTX^  I'm  in  care 

My  neighbours  may  fhare  [dare  ? 

Thefe  bMmgs  :  to  feek  them  will  none  of  you 

8  In  bondage,  O  why  ? 
And  death,  will  you  lie. 

When  one  here  aflures  you  free  grace  is  fo  nigh  ? 

HYMN    150.      CM.         Dr.  Baldwin. 
The  year  of  the  redeemed, 

1  ^OME,  welcome  this  new  year  of  grace, 

Proclaim'd  through  Jefus*  blood  ; 
The  happy  year  of  our  releafe, 
To  feal  our  peace  with  God. 

2  We  early  wander'd  from  our  God, 

In  the  dark  maze  of  fin  ; 
The  year  of  the  redeemed  is  come. 
To  bring  us  back  again. 

3  We  once  could  fpurn.at  offerM  grace. 

And  flight  a  Saviour's  charms  ; 
The  year  of  the  redeeni'd  is  come, 
To  call  us  to  his  arms. 

4  We  hear  the  gofpel's  joyful  found 

Proclaim  the  jubilee  ; 
The  year  of  the  redeem'd  is  come. 
To  fet  the  ranfom'd  free. 

5  Ye  aged  faints,  who  long  have  figh'd 

To  fee  this  happy  day  ; 
The  year  of  the  redeem'd  is  come. 

To  wipe  your  tears  away. 
Ye  lovely  youth,  who  late  have  knowi? 

The  fweets  of  pard'ning  grace, 
'The  year  of  the  redeem'd  demands 

Your  nobleft  adls  of  praife. 


146  SACREB  HYMNS. 

f  Now  you  can  tell  a  fcoffing  world 
Their  threats  are  all  in  vain  ; 
The  year  of  the  redeem'd  is  come 
To  recompenfe  your  pain. 

8  But,  O  ye  carelefs,  Chriftlefs  fouls, 

Who  fcorn  the  happy  few  ! 
The  year  of  the  redcemM  will  come. 
And  take  them  all  from  you. 

9  Then  will  you  mourn,  and  fay  at  laft, 

"  We  did  inftru(5lion  hate  ; 
"  The  year  of  tha  redeemed  is  paft, 
"  And  now  it  is  too  late." 

10  When  Gabriel  burfts  the  vaulted  tomb, 

And  bids  the  dead  arife, 
We'll  fmg  the  year  of  th'e  redeemed, 
And  lift  our  joyful  eyes. 

HYMN    151.    S.  M. 

The  Chrijl'tah  armour,      llph.  vi.  lo — 1 8. 

1  COLDIERS  of  Chrift,  arife, 
^  And  gird  your  armour  on  ; 

Strong  in  the  fuength  which  God  fupplies. 
Through  his  eternal  Son. 

2  Strong  in  the  Lord  of  Hofts, 
And  in  his  mighty  pow'r  ; 

Who  in  the  ftrength  of  Jefus  truds, 
Is  more  than  conqueror. 

3  Stand,  then,  in  his  great  might. 
With  all  his  ftrength  endu'd  ; 

And  take  to  arm  you  for  the  tight, 
The  panoply  of  God. 

4  That  having  all  things  docc, 
And  all  your  conflids  part, 


SACRED  HYMNS.  147 

Ye  may  o'ercome  through  Chrift  alone, 
And  ftaiid  fecure  at  laft. 

5  Stand,  then,  againft  your  foes. 
In  clofe  and  firm  array  ; 

Legions  of  wily  fiends  oppofe, 
Throughout  the  evil  day. 

6  But  meet  the  fons  of  night. 
But  mo€k  their  vain  defign  ; 

ArmM  in  the  arms  of  heav'nly  light, 
Of  righteoufnefs  diviHe. 

7  Leave  no  unguarded  place, 
No  weaknefs  of  the  foul ; 

Take  ev'ry  virtue,  ev'ry  grace, 
And  fortify  the  \vhole. 

8  Indiflblubly  join'd, 
To  battle  all  proceed  ; 

But  arm  yourfeives  with  all  the  mind 
That  v/as  in  Chrift  your  head. 

9  Let  truth  the  girdle  be, 
That  binds  your  armour  on  ; 

In  faitlifu},  firm  (incerity, 
To  Jefus  cleave  alone. 

10  Let  faith  and  love  combine 
To  guard  yoar  valiant  bread: ; 

The  plate  be  righteoumefs  divinCj 
Imputed  and  impreit. 

1 1  Still  let  your  feet  be  fhod, 
Ready  his  will  to  do  ; 

tleady,  in  aU  the  ways  of  God, 

His  glory  to'puriue. 

Ruin  Is  fpread  beneath  ; 

'i'he  gofpel  ihoes  put  on  ; 
,  i  nd  fife,  througii  ail  the  fnares  of  deatk^ 

To  life  eternal  run. 


14S  SACRED  HYMNS. 

PAUSE, 

1 3  YOUR  rock  can  never  (hake  .; 
Hither,  he  faith,  come  up  ; 

The  helmet  of  falvation  take, 
The  confidence  of  hope.   , 

14  Hope  for  his  perfedl  iove, 
Hope  for  his  people's  reft, 

Hope  to  fit  down  with  Chvift  above, 
And  fhare  the  marriage  feaft, 

15  Brandifli  in  faith,  till  then, 
The  Spirit's  two-edg*d  fword, 

Hew  all  the  fnares  of  fiends  and  men 
In  pieces  with  the  word. 

1$     Ready  for  all  alarms, 
Stedfaftly  fet  your  face. 
And  always  exercife  your  arms, 
And  ufe  your  evVy  grace. 

17  Pour  out  your  fouls  to  God, 
-And  bow  them  with  your  knees. 

And  fpread  your  hearts  and  hands  abroad, 
And  pray  for  Z ion's  peace. 

18  Your  guides  and  brethren,  bear 
Forever  on  your  mind  : 

Extend  the  arms  of  mighty  pray'r 
In  grafping  all  mankind. 

19  From  ftrength  to  rtrengtli  go  on, 
Wrelil^  a»d  fight,  and  pray  ; 

Tread  all  the  pcw'rs  of  darknefs  down, 
And  win  the  well-fought  day. 

2D     Still  let  the  Spirit  cry, 

In  all  his  foldiers,  "  Come  ;" 
Till  Chnft  the  Lord  defcends  from  high, 
And  takes  the  conquerors  home. 


5ACRED  HYMKS.  If 

HYMN    152.    S.  M. 

Evening  hymn, 
nPHE  day  is  paft  and  gone, 

^   The  evening  fhades  appear  ; 
O  may  we  all  remember  well 

The  night  of  death  draws  near. 
We  lay  our  garments  by. 

Upon  our  beds  to  reft  I 
So  death  v/Ill  Toon  difrobe  us  all 

Of  what  we  here  pcifefs. 

Lord,  keep  us  fufe  this  night, 

JSecure  from  ail  our  fears  ; 
May  angels  guard  us  while  we  fleep, 

Till  morning  light  appears. 

And  if  We  early  rife. 

And  view  th'  unweaji'd  fun, 
May  we  fetoat  to  win  the  p.nie. 

And  after  glory  run. 

And  when  our  days  are  paft, 

And  wc  from  time  remove, 
O  may  we  in  thy  biuom  reft, 

The  bofom  of  ihy  love. 


HYiviN   153.     Eights. 
7V3(?  unioju 
y^R-OM  whence  does  this  uni.op  arife, 
"^   That  hatred  is  conquered  by  love  : 
It  faftens  our  fouis  with  fuch  tiesj 
That  diilance  nor  time  can't  remove^ 
It  cannot  in  Eden  be  found, 
Nor  yet  in  a  paradifj  loit ; 
it  grows  on  Immanuers  ground. 
And  Jefus'  d«ar  blood  it  did  cpft. 


150  SACRED  HYMNS. 

3  M7  friends  all  fo  dear  are  to  me. 
Our  fouls  fo  united  in  love. 
Where  Jefus  is  gone  we  fhall  be. 
In  yonder  bleft  manfions  above. 

4  Oil  !  why  then  fo  loth  now  to  part. 
Since  we  fhall  ere  long  meet  again  ? 
Engrav'd  on  ImmanuePs  heart, 
At  diftance  we  cannot  remain. 

5  And  when  we  fhall  fee  that  bright  day, 
And  join  with  the  angels  above, 
Releas'd  from  vile  bodies  of  clay, 

Our  fouls  Ihall  be  filPd  with  his  love, 
^  With  him  we  fliall  evermore  reign. 
His  loftieft  glory  fhall  fee, 
And  fmg.  Hallelujah,  amen  ; 
Amen,  even  fo  let  it  be. 

HYMN   154.     L.  P.  M. 

Th  gate  of  heaven.     Gen.  xxviii.  16,  17. 

1  T   O,  God  is  here  !  let  us  adore, 

^^  And  own  how  dreadful  is  this  place  ! 

I^et  all  within  us  feel  his  pow*r, 

And  filent  bow  before  his  face  : 

Who  knows  his  pow'r,  his  grace  who  prove. 

Serve  him  Avith  awe,  with  revVence  love, 

2  Lo,  God  is  here  !  Him  day  and  night 
Th*  united  choirs  of  angels  fmg  ; 

To  him,  enthroned  above  all  height, 
Heav'n's  hoft  their  nobleft  praifes  bring  : 
Difdain  not.  Lord,  our  meaner  fong, 
Who  praife  thee  with  a  ftanmi'ring  tongue. 

3  Being  of  beings,  may  our  praife 

Thy  courts  with  grateful  fraojrance  fill ; 


SACRED  HYMNS.  1, 

Still  may  we  ftand  before  thy  face,  «- 

Still  hear  and  do  thy  fovereign  will  - 
To  thee  may  all  our  thoughts  arife, 
Ceafelefs  accepted  facrifice. 

HYMN    155.     S*M.  Original. 

Tht  expiring  reprobate^ 
/V  H  !  whence  that  hollow  groan  I 
It  comes  from  yonder  bed ; 
A  gafping  rebel  finks  oppreft  ; 

His  joys  and  hopes  are  fled  \ 

That  awful  fcene  arrives, 

Which  impioufly  he  dar*d  ; 
He  now  muft  ftand  before  his  Judge, 

And  knows  he's  not  prepar'd  1 

See  what  a  clammy  fweat 

Bedews  his  pallid  face  ! 
Each  feature  now  is  fadly  chang'd  ; 

No  comfort  there  we  trace  ! 

Thofe  eyes,  fufFus*d  with  tears. 

Are  caft  witli  anguilli  down  ; 
To  heav'n  he  dares  not  lift  them  up, 

Expe<5t:ing  thence  a  frown  ! 

His  tongue  and  quivering  lips 

Their  filence  ftrangely  keep  ; 
Nor  rail,  nor  fcolF  at  humble  fouls# 

Becaufe  for  fin  they  weep. 

No  more  with  blafphemy 

His  rattling  throat  diftends  : 
Forgotten  now  his  noify  mirth. 

And  all  his  mirthful  friends  ! 

His  tortured  mind  no  more 

On  trifles  now  can  reft ; 


152  SACRED  HYMNS. 

He  feeks  relief  from  weeping  friends, 
But  feels  the  more  diftreft. 
8       Mid  ft  fobs,  and  doubts,  and  fears 
I  faw  him  breathe  his  laft  ! 
Forthwith  to  God,  the  righteous  Judge, 
Th'  immortal  fpirit  pafs'd  ! 
^       Come  ye,  who  loudly  boaft, 
And  make  a  mock  at  fm. 
Who  eager  join  the  revel  rout. 
To  take  new  pleafures  in  ; 
lo     See  what  a  baleful  end 
Awaits  your  mad  career  ! 
Turn,  and  forfake  your  darling  fms, 
Whilfl;  mercy  iliii  is  near. 


HYMN    156.      S.  M.  Original. 

T^£  expiring  faint. 

T  SEE  the  pleafant  bed 
X*    Where  lies  the  dying  faint  : 
Though  in  the  icy  arms  of  death. 

He  utters  no  complaint. 

His  afpecl  is  ferene  ; 

He  fmiles  in  joyful  hope  ; 
He  knows  that  arm  on  v^hicli  he  reil's 

Is  an  unfailing  prop. 

He  lifts  his  eyes  in  love 

To  his  Almighty  Friend, 
Whofe  pow'r  from  ev'ry  fej^r  fecures^, 

And  guards  him  to  the  end. 

He  fpeaks  of  dying  love. 

Which  his  kind  Lord  difplay'd  ; 
And  trufts,  though  conquered  now  by  deatli. 

He  ihall  like  him  be  mddt.' 


SACRED  HYMNS.  155 

He  knows  his  Saviour  dy'd, 

And  from  the  dead  arofe  : 
He  looks  for  vidl'ry  o'er  the  grave, 

And  death,  the  laft  of  foes. 

His  happy  foul  is  walh'd 

In  fin-atoning  blood  : 
Exulting  in  eternal  love. 

He  wings  his  way  to  God  { 

Is  this  the  blefled  end 

Of  thofe  who  love  the  Lord  ? 
Then  will  I  leave  the  finner's  wsj. 

And  hear  the  Saviour's  word. 

The  Saviour's  word  of  grace 

Is  flrong,  the  foul  to  fave  : 
On  him  ril  truft  in  life  and  death. 

And  triumph  o'er  the  grave* 

HYIMN    157.     P.M.       Madan'sColl. 

The  laft  judgment.     Rev.  xu  15 — 19. 
TLTE  comes  !  he  comes  !  the  Judge  feverc» 
**•      The  feventh  trumpet  fpeaks  him  near  ; 
His  lightnings  flafh,  his  thunders  roll, 
He's  welcome  to  the  faithful  foul ; 

Welcome,  welcome,  welcome,  welcome. 

Welcome  to  the  faithful  foul. 
From  heav'n  angelic  voices  found, 
See  th'  Almighty  J^fus  crown'd  ! 
Girt  with  omnipotence  and  grace. 
And  glory  decks  the  Saviour's  face  ; 

Glory,  glory,  glory,  glory. 

Glory  decks  the  Saviour's  face. 
Defcendiiig  on  his  azure  throne. 
He  claims  the  kingdoms  for  his  own  : 


154*  SACRED  HYMNS. 

Thft  kingdoms  all  obey  his  word, 
And  hail  him  their  triumphimt  Lord  ; 
Hail  him,  hail  him,  haii  him,   hail  him> 
Hail  him  t^eir  triumphant  Lord. 

4  Shout  all  tlie  people  of  the  iky, 
And  all  the  laiats.  of  the  Moft  High  : 
Our  God,  who  now  his  right  obtains. 
Forever  and  forever  reigns  ; 

Ever,  ever,  ever,  ever. 
Ever  and  forever  reigns. 

5  The  Father  praife,  the  Son  adore. 
The  Spirit  blefs  for  evermore  ; 
Salvation's  glorious  work  is  done, 

We  welcome  thee,  great  Three  in  One  j 
Welcome,  welcome,  welcome,  vrelcome, 
Welcome  thee,  great  Three  in  One. 


HTMN   158.    S.  M.  ORicniTAi. 

Conference  meeting. 

T   ET  each  believer  hear 

^^  The  word  which  Jefus  fays, — 
«*  Wherever  t]ivo  or  three  appear, 

*'  In  pray'r  to  join  and  praife  ; 

**  My  prefence  fills  the  place, 

*'  My  blefiing  Ihall  defcend  ; 
<*  From  all  diflreliing  fears,  my  grace 

*<  And  love  Ihall  you  defend.'* 

The  truth  of  thy  good  word 

Our  hearts  have  often  felt : 
To  thee  alone  we  look,  dear  Lord, 

Our  ftoney  hearts  to  melt. 

When  thou  art  pleas' d  to  cheer, 

A^d  fill  our  fouls  with  peace. 


SACRE©  HYMNS.  ISS 

We're  favM  from  ev*ry  flavifli  feaf, 

And  ftraight  our  joys  increafe. 

All  etil  then  departs  : 

We  join  to  fing  and  pray  ; 
Mounting  above,  our  willing  hearts 

In  love  would  foar  away. 


HYMN    159.     7  &  6,  peculiar. 
Fiew  of  Chrifl, 

1  r\  BRETHREN,  don't  you  view  him  ? 
^^  O  brethren,  don't  you  view  him  I 

O  brethren,  don't  you  view  him 
Mo  ft  precious  to  your  fouls  J 

Then  life  and  give  him  glory. 

Then  rife  and  give  him  glory. 

Then  rife  and  give  him  glory,  . 
For  glory  is  his  due. 

2  O  fifters,  don't  you  view  him  ? 
O  fifters,  don't  you  view  him  ? 
O  fifters,  don't  you  view  him 

Moft  precious  to  your  fouls  I 
Then  rife  and  give  him  glory. 
Then  rife  and  give  him  glory. 
Then  rife  and  give  him  glory. 

For  glory  is  his  due. 

3  We're  on- our  way  to  glory. 
We're  on  uur  way  to  glory. 
We're  on  our  way  to  glory. 

To  th'  New  Jerufalem  : 
We'll  fliout  and  give  him  glory, 
Weil  (hout  and  give  him  glory. 
We'll  fliout  and  give  him  glory, 

When  we  i^rive  at  home. 


156  SACRED  HYMNS. 

HYRIN    160.    L.  M.  Cknmck, 

Jtjus  Chrifl  the  way  to  Cod.     John  xiv.  6. 

1  TESUS,  my  all,  to  heav'n  is  gone, 
•i    He  whom  I  fix  my  hopes  upon  ; 
His  track  I  fee^  and  I'll  purfue 
The  narrow  way,  till  him  I  view. 

2  The  way  the  holy  prophets  went, 
The  road  that  leads  from  banifhment^ 
The  king's  highway  of  holinefe 
1*11  go,  for  all  his  paths  are  peace; 

3  No  ftranger  may  proceed  therein. 
No  lover  of  the  world  and  fm, 
No  lion,  no  devouring  care, 
No  fm  nor  forrow  Ihall  be  there* 

4  No,  nothing  may  go  up  thereon, 
But  travelling  fouls,  and  I  am  one  ;: 
Way-faring  men,  to  Canaan  bounds 
Shall  only  in  the  way  be  found. 

5  This   is  the  way  I  long  have  fought, 
And  mourn' d  becaufe  1  found  it  not  ^ 
My  grief,  my  burden  long  has  been, 
Becaufe  I  could  not  ceafe  from  fin. 

6  The  more  I  ftrove  againft  its  pow'r, 
I  fmn'd  and  ftumbled  but  the  more. 
Till  late  I  heard  my  Saviour  fay, 
<*  Come  hither,  foul,  I  am  the  way.  "^ 

7  Lo  !  glad  I  come,  and  thou,  blefs'd  Lamb,     "^ 
Shalt  take  me  to  thee  as  I  am  ; 
Nothing  but  fm  1  thee  can  give, 

.    NotliJng  but  love  lliall  1  receive. 

8  Then  will  I  tell  to  finners  round 
What  a  dear  Saviour  I  have  found  ; 
I'll  point  to  thy  redeeming  blood, 
Aad  fay,  «  Behold  the  way  to  God. " 


INDEX. 


Hymn. 

ACCESS  to  God  by  Chriil        .  •               88 

A   Addrtfs  to  the  Holy  Spirit        -  -          36 

to  the  gofpel  minifter                -  -                128 

Admiration  and  joy             -                -    ▼  -            go 

AJliBions  fan£lified     _           -                -  -            140 

Armour  of  the  Chriftian                •  -                151 

Afcenfion  of  Chrift                -                -  -           97 

Atonement  of  Chrift  15,  43,  47,  62,91,  94,  I04,  I15 

Authority  and  prefence  of  Chrift,  -            -         20 

Backjliders  invited  to  return          -  -            85,  146 

Baptifm    ^           '                -                -  -         t—75 

of  Chrift  Imitated            -               -  "            *5 

of  fufferings                -               -  -                   17 

reprcfents  the  wafiiirig  away  of  fin  •            15,  37 

Believers  buried  with  Chrift  m  baptifm  a8,  33 

Boldnejs,   holy                -                  -  •                88 

Candidate^  foliloquy  before  immerfion  -            6 

Chriji  a  prieft                -            '  -  -                 115 

a  refuge        .                -                -  -               1^0 

baptized  in  Jordan           -               .  -             2 

his  afcenfion                  .                •  •               97 

his  commiffion  to  his  minifters       -        -  3i  45 

the  rock  fmitten           -            -  -            113,  120 

the  falvation  of  his  people            -  -           129 

the  way  to  God           -               -  -            16a 

his  refurrcOion                       •  "                87,  95 

his  fecond  coming            -                -  133,  1.57 

our  righteoufnefs                        -  -                  88 

the  believer's  glory        -            -  •            -        69 

ihe  bread   of  life            -            -  -          J05,  109 

the  Head  and  King  of  Zion         -  •            .53 

unfeen,  yet  beloved            -           -  -              ^8 


INJ5EX. 

**  NyviM. 

€hrijiian  union  •  -  .  153 

Chi-ch^   her  fafety         -  •  *  124 

Cleanfing  bv  the  blood  of  Chrlft    15,  43,  47,  62,  70,  73 
Cloud  and  lea  -  -  -  _  8 

Conference  meeting  *  -  -  138 

Ccrtfefirg  Chrift   in  baptifm        -  -  34,   44 

Conjiitutmg  a  gofpel  cfiurch  -  124,  132 

Corn   pianr':d,   a   figure  -  -  -  '51 

Creation   unfatisfying  without  Chrift  148,   149 

Cr<?/5  of  Chrilt  -  -  -  111 

Crucifixion  to  the  world  -  -  149 

D''ai'>:  of  Chrift  •  87,   93,   107,   I08,   lib 

of  -hr  faint  •  -  -  156 

of  vhf  fmner  -  -  -  1^^ 

Diabi-ue  be' ween  Chrift  and  the  Church        -  72 

Difficulties  furmounted  -  -  -  71 

Doxology  -  -  .    -  75 

Duty  pleafaht  -  "  7»  27,  46,    lol 

i'.s  reward  -  •  -  -  68 

Encouragement  and  invitation        -        81,  85,  141,    146 
Eternity  of  God's  love  -  -  123 

Evening  hymn    •  _         -  ■»  -  152 

Excitation  of  Chrift         -  -  >-  82 

Fear  of  God  -  -  ,  -  131 

Tcllowjkip^  ChriHian  -  -  153 

Fountain  opened  for  iinners  »  11,  42,  70 

Gtthfemane        -  -  -  -  1J4 

Glory  of  Chrift  in  his  humiliation  and  exaltation       52,  87, 

107,    no,  118,   121^ 
God^&  prefence  «  -  -  154 

Go/pel  -  -  -  81,  146 

Grace,  free  -  •»  J  37 

Harveji^  or  end  of  the  world  -  -  133 

Heaven  longed  for  •  -  120 

Holinefsy  its  neceflity         -  •  -  132 

Hope  -  -  -  138 

Humiliation  oi  Chn^i  -  -  -  no 

Immerjion  the  mode  of  baptifm  -  3»    ^ 

Jnjiitutions  of  the  gofpel  pomt  tq  Jefus  -  6,5 

Intercejion  of  Chrift  -  -  ^  94,  9> 

Invitation  -  -  81,  85,    146 

to  follow  the  Lamb  -  •?        3W  64»  "3 

bivocation,  10  the  Trinity  -  -  ii  4* 


Hymn* 
Jailer's  conv^rfion  -    .  ,  _  67 

Jejus  compaffionate  -  -  79 

iVen  of  anettls  -  •  -  123 

the  refurreaion  and  the  life  -  -  80 

Jchn  haptijiy   his  humility  -  -  ^^ 

his  preaching  .  •  .  -  ^8 

Jordan  honoured  -  -  -  59i  61 

Joy  -  -  -  40,  00,    1 12 

Jubilee  -  -  -  .       150 

Judgment,  dajj  of  *  ,  133»  157 

Kingdom  of  Chrift  -  -  77 

Knowledge  of  Ghrift  -  -  143 

Lamb  flam         -  -  -       ,        -  8.T 

LazVy   moral,   honoured  by  Chrift  -  88 

Legal  obedience  precedes  evangelical  -  7 

Longing  to  praife  Chrift        -  *  loo,    121 

Lord^s  Supper         -  -  -  76 — 121 

Lave  the   eftence  of  obedience  -  18,    35,   98 

of  Chrift   10  his  fiiints  89?  S9>  ^06,  116,  127 

to  Chrift  -  -  -  145 

to  faints  -  -  ig6,  153 

Lydia^s  baptlfm  -  ^  -  -  19 

Meditation  -  -  -  70 

Mini/ier's  trial   and  relief  -  -  134 

Morning   before  baptifm  ;   or,  at  the  wat(  r-fide  4 

New  convert  -  -  -  39»  ^4  ■■ 

Newnejs   of  life  -  "^  -  32,    48 

Night  thought        -  -  -     •  "         ^39 

Noah\   ark  -  -  1  -  64 

Cbtditme^   evangelical  -  19,   30,    56,  lot 

Pardon  -  -  '    •        94.    io4»    1^5 

Pattcin  -  -  -  -  ^o 

.-Peace  and  duty  conneftcd  -  -  27 

Penitence  and  hope.     See  Repentance, 
Peter's  releafe  -  -  -  -  126 

Place  where  the  Lord   lay  -  -         26,   49 

Practical  improvement  of  baptlfm        -  -         3H 

Pradice  of  ancient  Chriftians  -  -  13 

Praife  73,  86,  92,  94,  96,  100,  112,  117,  121,  f 47 

Prayer  .       .         >  -  .  126 

preparatory  thought  for  the  Lord's  Supper         -        76 
Prejence  of  Chrift  defired  -  22,  124,   128 

J^^^J^Jfion    f  faith  neceftary  before  baptifm  9,  21 


INDEX. 

^^fnption       -       51,  102,  n8,  127,  135,  136,  144,^59 

Refleatons  of  a  baptized  believer               .  -        f' 

Rngn  of  grace               -                -               ,  ,J^ 

Repentance                   -                -  re    «« 

Reprobated   death                .                ,       '  ,       -5^'  ^3 

Refurrtaion  of  Chrift                   -                ,  q-  ^r 

Safety  of  the  faints                   -                .  "3'  J^^ 

5a?77/  and  hypocrite  contraaed               .  .            JL 

C^amt'fi  death                ...  ^% 

Salvation  conneaed  with  faith           -  -           f, 

Self-dedication                 -                   -        .  10    ito 
&«^/e  verfes  on   baptifm                -                  .         '^'     -^ 

Sinner's  death                 -                .                .  ^* 

Soliloquy  before  baptifm                -  ^g 

5je^^  of  death   taken  away  by  Chrift        '  ,56 

Sufferings  of  Chnft                .  ''             .  8^     iXc 
Temptation            -                .                -             .        "^^  J^-^ 

Trials  after  pleafant  obedience           -  .            10 

Trinity  and  unity   of  God        -            .  -            io» 

rm.^^.  of  the   crofs      ^      .             ^.  ,03,    118 

Walking  in  the  fteps  of  Jefus               *  -          *^o 

j^fflA-  of  the  redeemed        -                .  .  .          j  ^o 

Young  convert's  meditation          -              -  ifg 


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